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?”

a hoarse voice laced with

weight of such a night seemingly primed for

he and she were on the

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

these words, tears welled up in Rena’s

Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due to Waylen’s

been waiting

she had pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters

they had reached this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings you solace. Scratch my

anger surged. “Waylen,

his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter how hard

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

I won’t dare to strike you!”

words hanging in the air, she slapped him across

as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief

his tongue across his lips, savoring

gripped her waist tightly and lowered his head, yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and fiercely sank

subtle scent of blood

to conquer, He grew

to find another setting

fell to the

retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of

lingered, stretching out into

that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their

Today was special.

he belonged entirely to

air was heavy with unease

shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not suitable

succumbed

felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back,

movements, and he drew closer, pressing his lips against the back of

be so distant with me,

his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and

to her feet, declaring, “I’m going

and she found

in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do you

intensity as he fixed his

slid it onto her middle finger.

“It’s too small,

deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your ring finger. Give it

recognized this as a rare display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept his gesture

that was the old

would have never refused him when he presented

his charm, her feelings toward him

passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t

recalled that he hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she

back in the box

moment of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not in the safe

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

Rena remained concerned.

were to become pregnant, it would be

Waylen didn’t want her to take medication, so she would acquire

he pressed her, eventually succumbing to

nodded gratefully and

chuckled, his

like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience

expressed his

refused to be

of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny it. It’s indeed very

fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

his wallet, and

he returned, Rena had already taken a bath and attended

glass of warm water, retrieved

swallowed the pill with a mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I

swallowed the water

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I long for it with

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

Korbyn, speaking in a

to Duefron

tried to take her own life. She took three sleeping

an affair, and that woman came to

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed

a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his

“I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested, “You should stay

paused, his gaze fixed on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a

lay down on the

her, causing her to appear particularly

voice, “We’ve done it a little too much and my legs

that she threw a

quilt to tease her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You 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 handsome man like

a long time. At this moment, they seemed to go back to the

was in

resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

a private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that had

of him, she approached as though she had found a savior

assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll

up in Juliette’s eyes as

upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge

what Juliette

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

the door open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head

edge of the bed, attempting

are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news

from beneath the quilt,

and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself

embrace, Cecilia uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

and you didn’t tell me. You even date her and want to marry

gently caressing his sister’s head, as a

relationship, but it doesn’t count.

that they weren’t in a real relationship

adopted an “of course” expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants he

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