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?”

delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me for what

moment, the weight of such a night seemingly primed for an

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 to fulfill your desires and your first love. Isn’t that inequality? If we were an ordinary couple, we would have already

tears welled

and Vera’s divorce

had been

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

reached this point, they should cease discussing

Waylen’s heart sank.

wish to

“Waylen, you

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

was the dance of love between a man and a woman,

think I won’t dare to

air, she slapped him

it felt as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice

his tongue across his lips,

and lowered his head, yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena

scent of blood

her display of aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew

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

dress fell

he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly

until he reached the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked

Today was special.

he

air was heavy with

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

had succumbed

felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with

pressing his

be so

from the edge of the bed, and

understood his intentions and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m

and she found herself enveloped in

in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do

intensity as he fixed his

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

smiled and remarked, “It’s too

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

of flattery from him. If she were sensible,

was the

she would have never refused him when he presented

his charm, her

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

used a condom in the heat

the ring back in the

moment of silence, she spoke up.

immediately understood her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take

Rena remained concerned.

believed that if she were to become pregnant,

to take medication, so she would acquire

succumbing to her

nodded gratefully and

his

chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself

expressed his frustration

to be taken

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

actions and words fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

wallet, and

bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French window, she gazed

a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and handed

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

as she swallowed the water and pill,

about the gender, but it’ll be

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long

tender moment,

was Korbyn, speaking in a

to Duefron

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

an affair, and that woman came

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as attempt at

resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow

cigarette and sighed. “I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

her deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested,

as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After

She lay down

over her, causing her

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

that she threw

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

a long time. At this

was in

resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler

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

his mother, assuring her, “It’s okay.

welled up in Juliette’s eyes as she

stopped him, as if on the verge

Juliette

to Dad

on the bed,

sat on the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away,

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

emerged from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms

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

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

caressing his sister’s head, as a

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

they weren’t in a real relationship because they didn’t have

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

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