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?”

voice laced with

the weight of such a

were on the verge

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

uttered these words, tears welled up in

and Vera’s divorce

had been

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

reached this point, they should cease discussing

Waylen’s heart sank.

whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me?

“Waylen, you

strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena

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

won’t dare to strike

hanging in the air, she slapped him across the

their gasps. After a

his tongue across his lips,

gripped her waist tightly and lowered his head, yearning to kiss

blood mingled with

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

to find another setting as he

exquisite dress fell to the

Unless she observed his expression, she

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

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 passionate

Today was special.

this night, he belonged entirely to

heavy with unease after their

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

succumbed

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

closer, pressing his lips against

whispered, “Don’t be

from the edge of the bed, and

her feet, declaring, “I’m going to take a

pulled her back, and she found

he revealed,

as he fixed his

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

remarked, “It’s too small,

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

display of flattery from him. If she were sensible,

that was the old

refused him when he presented

retained his charm, her feelings toward

memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she

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

in the box and

spoke up. “I’m

immediately understood her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly

Rena remained concerned.

to become pregnant, it would be fate, and she would

Waylen didn’t want her to take medication, so

to her

and politely

chuckled, his frustration

I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way

his

to be

lifted the quilt in front of him and headed for the

and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

wallet, and

already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by

poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved

Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena,

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

as he softly added, “I want to be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is a girl. She’d better get your brown hair

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I long for it

moment, Waylen’s

was Korbyn, speaking in

to Duefron

She took three sleeping pills and your mother is

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

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as

Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t explicitly mentioned

cigarette and sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she

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

lay down on the

over her, causing her to appear

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

so angry that she threw a pillow

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

time. At this moment, they seemed

was in

in and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive

savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t

assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll go check

up in Juliette’s eyes as she

stopped him, as if on the verge of saying something,

Juliette wanted to

“Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended to the second

he found Cecilia lying on the bed,

bed, attempting to pull

teased his sister. “Taking three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread,

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around her

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

uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

sister’s

relationship, but it doesn’t

that they

meal doesn’t equate to a relationship.

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