A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 601-610

Zack rolled his eyes.

Humph!

It was known to all that Tyrone had harbored feelings for Rena for several years. Waylen, ever the crafty one, had coerced Tyrone to relocate to the south.

Zack’s disdain for Tyrone and Rena intensified with each passing moment.

Damn it!

Zack wondered just how long Tyrone and Rena would continue exchanging glances and engaging in conversation.

Just as Zack contemplated stepping forward, he caught sight of Waylen from the corner of his eye. A smile crept onto Zack’s face upon witnessing this scene.

Zack presumed that Waylen, dressed to the nines, had likely come here to surprise Rena.

Little did Waylen know, he was about to be surprised.

Because Rena had crossed paths with Tyrone.

Zack anticipated Waylen’s intense jealousy.

Amused by this notion, Zack burst into laughter, his amusement perhaps so evident that Rena caught wind of it and turned her gaze in his direction…

And there, she spotted Waylen.

Bathed in the radiant glow of a crystal lamp, Waylen exuded an air of elegance as he stood poised.

His gaze fixated on Rena.

He observed her radiant smile directed at Tyrone.

Lately, she had been distant towards him, rarely gracing him with such a carefree smile. Yet, when her eyes met Tyrone’s, an irresistible grin adorned her face. Was Tyrone more captivating and cherished in her heart compared to Waylen?

Suppressing his feelings of envy, Waylen refused to let his narrow-mindedness show.

However, he found himself irresistibly drawn towards them. He stood motionless, gracefully plucking a glass of wine from the tray presented by a waiter. A subtle smile danced on the corners of his lips as he turned to Rena and uttered, “Do I possess such charm that makes you keep staring at me?”

Rena had grown accustomed to Waylen’s audaciousness.

She turned her head and offered an apologetic smile to Tyrone.

Of course, Tyrone was well aware of the situation. Despite being in Heron, he remained well- informed.

Rena had returned to Waylen due to the events involving Roscoe and Vera. Yet, in Tyrone’s eyes, Rena and Waylen were no longer the same as before.

With a sarcastic tone, Tyrone jibed, “Waylen, your concern for Rena is overwhelming Is that why you ventured all the way to Heron? Those who know you might assume you’re here to see Rena, while those who don’t might find your actions suspicious.”

It became a battle of egos between men…

They not only sought to outdo each other in the realm of business but also engaged in verbal sparring, aiming to render each other speechless.

Waylen, being a lawyer, possessed a silver tongue.

Balancing the wine glass in his hand, Waylen wore a gentle smile and remarked, “I doubt there will be any formidable opponents in Heron. What do you think, Rena?”

Rena cast a fleeting glance his way, silently signaling him to tread carefully.

Leaning closer to her ear, Waylen inquired, “Are you concerned about him?”

In a hushed tone, Rena responded, “Waylen, are you intentionally provoking me? I simply ran into him at the banquet and did nothing more. There’s no need for you to behave this way.”

“I’m consumed by jealousy,” Waylen confessed candidly, his eyes burning with intensity as he locked his gaze with hers.

Overwhelmed by the prying eyes of onlookers, Rena’s cheeks flushed a subtle shade of crimson.

The smile on Tyrone’s face gradually faded….

Standing by Tyrone’s side, Zack held a wine glass and commented in a soft voice, “You see, no one can surpass Waylen in shamelessness.”

Tyrone slowly savored the wine in his glass.

The potent liquor slid down his throat and settled in his core, causing a discomfort that somehow mirrored his mood.

Gazing at the couple before him, he whispered softly, “I was mistaken.”

Zack failed to grasp the full meaning behind Tyrone’s words.

However, Tyrone himself understood perfectly.

When Tyrone pursued Rena, he never anticipated Waylen’s overwhelming obsession with her. Waylen, known for being consumed by work, had never treated Rena with much seriousness in the first place. Yet, nobody could have foreseen his current state of mind.

Tyrone knew all too well that he hadn’t been defeated by Waylen.

Instead, he had been defeated by the passage of time.

In matters of love, sometimes it was indeed a case of “first come, first served.”

Silently, Tyrone departed, just as quietly as his encounter with Rena.

No matter how lively the party, it eventually reached its conclusion.

With Waylen at her side, Rena remained untouched by others.

Once the festivities ended, Rena glanced at the illuminated numbers on the elevator and asked in a hushed tone, “Have you booked a hotel room? If not, I can ask my secretary to arrange it for you.”

Waylen’s eyes held depth as he replied, “I’ll stay with you.

Rena lowered her head and absently toyed with her phone. “Let me take care of the booking. I’ll be occupied with work in the coming days and might not have much time to spend with you.”

Her phone was gently taken from her grasp.

Waylen’s expression turned serious as he asserted, “I won’t disturb you.”

Rena fell silent, her gaze fixed on the elevator, waiting as the doors opened.

The party had reached its conclusion, and a sea of people swarmed around. The confined space of the elevator made Rena feel uneasy, squeezed against the wall.

Suddenly, a hand reached out and enveloped her, drawing her into a protective embrace.

Rena found herself momentarily stunned.

Waylen…

Forced to lean against his chest, her face tenderly brushed against his clothing. When she raised her eyes, she caught sight of his prominent Adam’s apple, a captivating sight that exuded a captivating allure.

Waylen cast his gaze downward, his eyes obscured by an impenetrable darkness, harboring a brewing storm of emotions.

Indeed, once he stepped foot into her hotel room, the facade of elegance he had displayed at the party shattered.

Rena found herself pinned against the sturdy door, his body leaning in, one leg planted firmly to imprison her, leaving her no means of escape.

Averting her face, Rena inquired, “Waylen, what do you intend to do?”

touch, Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge

silent for a moment, the weight of such a night

she were

onto you, and I had to witness you repeatedly seeking out Elvira. Instead of lamenting, I was forced to leave Duefron behind to fulfill your desires and your first love. Isn’t that inequality? If we were an ordinary couple, we would have already engaged in fiery arguments. But we can’t, because you are Waylen. The same holds true for what transpired between Tyrone and Hyatt. You relish the control that your position affords you, while I, a mere nobody,

these words, tears welled up in

Vera’s divorce was an

been

he had assisted Vera.

that they had reached this point,

Waylen’s heart sank.

continued to caress her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings you solace.

surged. “Waylen, you

seized her hand and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter how hard she

was the dance of love between a man and a woman, a battle fought with

dare to strike you!” Rena

the air, she slapped him across

though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to

ran his tongue across his lips, savoring

to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and fiercely sank

scent of blood mingled with

conquer, He grew impatient, filled with

himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting as he claimed her in such

dress fell

still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed

stretching out into a particularly

a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in a frenzy of

Today was special.

he

with unease

and Rena couldn’t shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not

they had succumbed to their

for a shower, but Waylen

drew closer, pressing

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant with

his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a small box

rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m going to

and she found herself

in hand, he revealed, “52

as he fixed

ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it

“It’s

eyes deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your ring

If she were sensible, she would accept his gesture happily and marry him with

that was

Day, she would have never refused him when he presented the

retained his charm, her feelings toward him had

of their passionate

that he hadn’t used a condom in the

placed the ring back in

of silence, she spoke up.

immediately understood her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly

Rena remained concerned.

she wasn’t particularly religious, she believed that if she were to

her to take medication, so

to her wishes. “I’ll buy

and politely replied, “Thank

chuckled, his

like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re

his

be

and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny it.

Waylen’s desire

This woman…

and left to buy the

Rena had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French window,

glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and

pill with a mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another

aback, and as she swallowed the water and

her tenderly, his fingers caressing the soft flesh behind her ear, as he softly added, “I want to be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is a girl. She’d better get your brown hair and unlined face. We’ll raise her as a princess and won’t let anyone

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long for it with all

this tender moment,

speaking

return to

take her own life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother is

happened?” “Harold is having an affair, and that woman came

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even passed as attempt

was somehow involved in the matter, even if

cigarette and sighed. “I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay

lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her so much,

not to respond. She lay down on the bed,

her, causing her to appear

complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too

was so angry that she

into the quilt to tease her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you

like this for a long time. At this moment, they seemed to

was in a

leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence,

and affectionate Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and has even

assuring her, “It’s

Juliette’s eyes as

if on the verge of saying something, but ultimately

what Juliette wanted to

her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended to

he found Cecilia lying on the

on the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away, but she

his sister. “Taking three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread, it would

from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around her

saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like

uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

relationship with Harold, and you didn’t tell me. You even

headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head, as a

did have a relationship, but it doesn’t count. Rena’s first man

meant to say that they weren’t in a real relationship

an “of course” expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that

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