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?”

and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a

of such a

were on the verge

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

words, tears welled

and Vera’s divorce was

had been waiting

and he had assisted Vera. Some

reached this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

continued to caress her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me?

“Waylen,

seized 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

to strike you!”

hanging in the air, she slapped him

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

his lips, savoring the

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

subtle scent of blood mingled

display of aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He

contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting as he claimed her in

dress fell to the

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

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

air was heavy with unease after their passionate

and Rena couldn’t shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who

they had succumbed to

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

movements, and he drew closer, pressing his lips

whispered, “Don’t be so

the edge of the bed, and

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

she found herself

diamond ring in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do

burned with intensity as he fixed his

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

“It’s too small, not

your

flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept his gesture happily and

was the

Day, she would have never refused him when he

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings

of their passionate

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

the ring back in

spoke up. “I’m

coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to

Rena remained concerned.

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

didn’t want her to take medication, so

pressed her, eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll

gratefully and politely

his frustration

I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure

his

be

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

words fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and

attended to

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

her gently, whispering into her

she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced

father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender,

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long for it with all my

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

Korbyn, speaking in a stern

return to Duefron

life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother is

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

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed as attempt

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

a cigarette and sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

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

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

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

washed over her, causing her to

complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too

so angry that she threw

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

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

in

leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence,

Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten

assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll

Juliette’s eyes

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

what Juliette wanted to

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

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

of the bed, attempting to

and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t

emerged from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around

softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

reclined against the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s

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

say that they weren’t in a real relationship because they didn’t

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

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