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?”

caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment

for a moment, the weight of such a

and she were on the verge of

nothing to do with our relationship but it does speak of the disparity in our status… Just as you’re aware, I was on the verge of departing for Flirean at that time. I couldn’t hold onto you, and I had to witness you repeatedly seeking out Elvira. Instead of lamenting, I was forced to leave Duefron behind

tears

believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an

been waiting

like that, she had pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera. Some

reached this point, they should cease discussing matters

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

“Waylen,

hand and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his

of love between a man and a woman, a battle

I won’t dare to strike

air, she slapped him

of their gasps. After a brief pause,

across his

and lowered his head, yearning to kiss

scent of blood

ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness and

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

fell

she remained partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly prolonged

he reached the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

heavy with unease

off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed

had succumbed to

body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held

closer, pressing his lips against the back of her

whispered, “Don’t be

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

intentions and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m going to take

back, and she found herself enveloped

he revealed, “52 carats. Do you like

gaze burned with intensity as

the ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was not the perfect

remarked, “It’s

it’ll fit your

display of flattery from him. If she were

was the old

refused him when he presented the

Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him had

but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t

hadn’t used a condom in the

ring back in the

a moment of silence, she spoke up.

and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills.

Rena remained concerned.

particularly religious, she believed that if she were to become

Waylen didn’t want her to take

to her

and politely replied, “Thank

his frustration

“Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way during the act and another way

expressed his

be taken

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

Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

his wallet, and left to buy

already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing

her a glass of

into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance?

taken aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a pang of

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long

moment,

speaking in a

to Duefron

tried to take her own life. She took

“Harold is having an affair, and that woman came to

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as attempt

had a hunch that Rena was

“I have to go

Rena overheard the conversation.

affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should

on his lips. After

She lay down on

her, causing her

couldn’t help but kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve

that she

were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just admit it, where else can you enjoy a

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

was in

Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring softly, “I’m

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed

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

him, as if on the verge of saying something, but ultimately

understood what Juliette

smiled and reassured her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad later.”

found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering

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

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 bring shame to the

from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms

head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to

Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

gently caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous smile adorned his

relationship, but it doesn’t count. Rena’s

say that they weren’t in a

course” expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in

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