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?”

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

for a moment, the weight of

and she were

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

tears

long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due

had been

with him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were better

they had reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

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. Scratch my

“Waylen, you despicable

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

between a man and a woman, a

think I won’t dare to strike you!” Rena declared

air, she slapped him across the

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

across his

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

of blood mingled with their

to conquer, He grew impatient,

himself and couldn’t wait to find another

exquisite dress fell

she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly prolonged

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

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely

with

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

had succumbed to

a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with

and he drew closer, pressing his

be so distant with

from the edge of the

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

back, and she

a diamond ring in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do you like

gaze burned with intensity as he fixed

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

“It’s too

it’ll fit your ring finger.

this as a rare display of flattery from him. If she were

that was

that fateful Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him

Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward

contemplated declining, but the memory of their passionate

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

the ring back in the box and closed

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

face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding.

Rena remained concerned.

that if she were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and she

didn’t want her to take medication, so she

succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll

nodded gratefully and

his

I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you

his

to be taken

the quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring,

fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and left to

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

her a glass of

pill with a mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear,

swallowed the water

the gender, but it’ll be better if it is a girl. She’d better get your brown hair and unlined face.

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I

moment, Waylen’s

speaking in a stern

return to

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

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

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed as attempt at

Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if

and sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested,

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

not to respond. She lay down on

over her, causing her to

kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a

was so angry that she threw

put his hand into the 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,

hadn’t talked to her like this for a long time. At this moment, they seemed

was in

and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

to Duefron. Upon entering the

beautiful 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

her, “It’s okay. I’ll go check on

up in Juliette’s eyes

upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge of

understood what Juliette wanted

to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended to the

he found Cecilia lying on

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

not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around

understood her distress, gently caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just

Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

Harold, and you didn’t tell

reclined against the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head, as a

it doesn’t count.

you meant to say that they weren’t in a

a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a

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