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?”

delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a

the weight of such a

she were

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 can’t, because you are Waylen. The same holds true for what transpired between

words, tears welled

long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an

had been waiting for

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

they had reached this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me?

anger surged. “Waylen, you despicable

rendering Rena

a man and a

won’t dare to

those words hanging in the air, she slapped him

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

across his lips,

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

blood

to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with

find another setting

dress fell

still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t

stretching out into

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

Today was special.

he belonged

was heavy with

particularly Rena, who

they had succumbed to their

chill permeated Rena’s body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with me a little

and he drew closer, pressing his lips

whispered, “Don’t be so distant with me,

grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the

and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m

she found herself enveloped in his

he revealed, “52 carats.

gaze burned with intensity as he fixed

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

and remarked, “It’s

fit your ring finger. Give it

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

that was

she would have never refused him when he presented the diamond ring

charm, her feelings toward him

of their passionate

the heat

the ring back in the box

she spoke up. “I’m not

flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth

Rena remained concerned.

she believed that if she were to become

her to take medication, so she would acquire

succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll

and

chuckled, his

feel like you deny yourself the pleasure

expressed his frustration

to be

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

fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

wallet, and left

bath and attended to herself. Standing by the

closed the door behind him, poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and handed it to

her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena,

was taken aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a pang

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 if it is a girl. She’d better get your brown hair and unlined face. We’ll raise her as

Rena’s body stiffened.

baby for me, Rena. I long for it

tender moment,

Korbyn, speaking in

return to Duefron

to take her own life. She took

having an affair, and that woman

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed as attempt at

this matter needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t

sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You

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

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

washed over her, causing her to

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

that she threw a pillow

her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to

a long time.

in a

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

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence,

savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister.

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

welled up in Juliette’s

if on the verge

understood what Juliette

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

door open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her

edge of the bed, attempting

teased his sister. “Taking three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now.

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms

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

uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

relationship with Harold, and you didn’t tell me. You even

sister’s head, as a mischievous smile

relationship, but it doesn’t

say that they weren’t in a real

adopted an “of course” expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that

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