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 of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold

remained silent for a moment, the weight of

and she were on the verge

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

uttered these words, tears

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

been

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

that they had reached this point, they should cease discussing

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

anger surged. “Waylen, you despicable

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

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

to strike

words hanging in the air,

only the sound of their gasps. After

tongue across his lips, savoring the peculiar

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

blood mingled with

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

contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting

fell to

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

time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into

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 in a frenzy of

Today was special.

he belonged entirely

heavy with unease after their

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

they had succumbed

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

he drew closer, pressing his lips

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant with

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

and rose to her feet, declaring,

pulled her back, and she found herself

ring in hand, he revealed,

gaze burned with intensity as he

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

“It’s

fit your ring finger. Give

she were sensible, she would

was the old

refused him when

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her

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

condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to

in the

she spoke up. “I’m not in the

concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed

Rena remained concerned.

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

take medication, so

pressed her, eventually succumbing to her wishes.

nodded gratefully and politely replied,

chuckled, his

dressed, he pinched her chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex.

expressed his

refused to be taken advantage

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

Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the

bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French

behind him, poured her a glass of

bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been sentenced to death in your

was taken aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill, she

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long for it with all my

tender moment,

Korbyn, speaking in a

to

take her own life. She took three sleeping pills

is having an

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even passed as attempt at

was somehow involved in the matter, even if his

a cigarette and sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

deep affection for Cecilia, she

Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You

lay

causing her to appear

kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much and my legs are a

that she threw

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, where

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

in

to resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring softly,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that had settled

had found a savior and

his mother, assuring her, “It’s

in Juliette’s eyes as

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

Juliette wanted to

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

Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head

bed, attempting to pull the quilt away,

What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If

quilt,

caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like a

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

had a relationship with Harold, and you didn’t tell me.

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

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

meant to say that they weren’t in a real

shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with

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