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 gentle touch, Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you

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

and she were

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 engaged in

these words, tears

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

been waiting

he

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,

anger surged. “Waylen,

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

a man and a woman, a battle fought with

won’t dare to strike you!”

the air, she slapped him

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

across his lips, savoring the peculiar

yearning to kiss

of blood mingled with

display of aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness and an

and couldn’t wait to find another setting

dress fell to

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

lingered, stretching out into

up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in a

Today was special.

this night, he belonged entirely to

heavy with unease after their

and Rena couldn’t shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was

succumbed

chill permeated Rena’s body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but

closer, pressing

whispered, “Don’t be so distant

suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a small box fell

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

pulled her back, and she found

in hand, he revealed, “52

burned with intensity as he

onto her

“It’s too small, not

fit your ring

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

that was

have never refused him

his charm, her

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

the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to purchase contraception

back in

spoke up. “I’m not

her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, 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 pregnant, it would be fate, and she would

to take

succumbing to her wishes.

nodded gratefully and politely replied, “Thank

chuckled, his

like you deny yourself the

his

be taken

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

words fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left

bath and attended

a glass of warm water, retrieved

embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I

she swallowed the water and pill,

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

for me, Rena. I long

this tender moment, Waylen’s

Korbyn, speaking in a stern

return to

She took three sleeping pills and your mother is

having an

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as

to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the

sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay with

a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her so much,

opted not to respond. She lay down on the bed,

over her, causing her to

voice, “We’ve done it a

angry that she threw a pillow to

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

to her like this for a long time.

was in a

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

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that

had found a savior and whispered,

her, “It’s okay. I’ll go

welled up in Juliette’s

she stopped him, as if on

what Juliette wanted to

explain everything to Dad later.”

he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her

attempting to

you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread, it would bring shame to the

the quilt, throwing her arms around her

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

Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

and you didn’t tell me.

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

have a relationship, but it doesn’t

that they weren’t in a real relationship because they

relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants he

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