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?”

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

a moment, the weight of

he and she were on the verge of

gaze and spoke with a soft yet resolute voice. “I am bothered by what happened to Tyrone, and it has 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 engaged in fiery arguments. But we

these words, tears welled up in Rena’s

truth, Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due to Waylen’s

been

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

they had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

“Waylen, you despicable

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

and a woman, a battle fought

won’t dare to strike you!” Rena

air,

frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck

his lips,

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

blood mingled with their

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

hardly contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting

exquisite dress fell

attire. Unless she observed his expression, she

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom,

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

with unease

particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not suitable for

they had succumbed to

felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but

movements, and he drew closer, pressing his lips against

he whispered, “Don’t be so

edge of the bed, and a small box

rose to her feet,

her back, and she found

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

with intensity as he

onto her

and remarked, “It’s too small, not

fit your ring finger. Give it a

of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept

was the

would have never refused him when he presented the

his charm, her feelings toward him had

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

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

ring back in the box and

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

coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills.

Rena remained concerned.

that if she were to become pregnant, it

to take medication, so

pressed her, eventually succumbing to her

gratefully and politely replied,

his frustration

chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way during the

expressed his

to be taken advantage

in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I

Waylen’s desire

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to

attended

behind him, poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and

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

taken aback, and as she swallowed the water

gender, but

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long for

moment, Waylen’s

was Korbyn, speaking in

return to

She took three sleeping

an affair,

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even passed

needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father

cigarette and sighed. “I have to go back

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested,

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

She lay down on the

causing her to appear particularly

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

she

her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it.

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

was in a

and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

his mother, 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.

comforted his mother, assuring her, “It’s

welled up in Juliette’s eyes

making his way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge of saying something, but

Juliette wanted

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

Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head with a

bed, attempting to pull the

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

the quilt, throwing

head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just

uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

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

relationship, but it doesn’t

you meant to say that they weren’t in a real relationship because they didn’t have

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

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