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 still hold resentment toward me for

of such

he and she were

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 can’t, because you are Waylen. The same

tears welled up in Rena’s

long believed that Joseph and Vera’s

been waiting for

she had pleaded with him and he

reached this point, they should cease discussing matters

Waylen’s heart sank.

her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish

surged. “Waylen, you

rendering Rena incapable of breaking free

and a woman, a battle fought

dare to strike you!”

those words hanging in the air, she

felt as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice

across his lips, savoring

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

blood mingled with their

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

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

exquisite dress fell to

impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression,

time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into

until he reached the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up

Today was special.

this night, he belonged

was heavy with unease after

discomfort, particularly Rena, who

had succumbed to their

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

drew closer, pressing his lips against the

“Don’t be so

over, he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a small

rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m

she found herself enveloped in his

diamond ring in hand, he

with intensity as he fixed his

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

smiled and remarked, “It’s too small, not

“Perhaps it’ll fit your ring finger.

him. If she were sensible, she

that was the

him

although Waylen retained his charm,

declining, 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 to purchase contraception

the ring back in

moment of silence, she spoke up.

concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed

Rena remained concerned.

to become pregnant, it

to take medication, so she

to her wishes. “I’ll buy

gratefully and politely replied, “Thank

chuckled, his

her chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you

expressed his frustration

refused to be

him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny

and words fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and

and attended to herself. Standing by the

a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and handed

whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not

aback, and as she swallowed the

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.

a baby for me, Rena. I long for it with

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking in a stern

return to Duefron

tried to take her own life. She

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

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as attempt

a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even

“I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay with

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

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

washed over her, causing her to appear

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

was so angry that she threw a pillow to

his hand into the quilt to tease her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just

for a long time. At this

in

Waylen leaned in and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that had

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. She

comforted his mother, assuring her, “It’s

up in Juliette’s

him, as if on the verge of saying something, but ultimately remained

Juliette wanted to

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

he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering

sat on the 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. If news of such a twist were to spread, it would bring shame to

emerged from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around

you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like a spoiled

his embrace, Cecilia uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

didn’t tell me. You even date

sister’s head, as a mischievous smile adorned

but it doesn’t count.

you meant to say that they weren’t in

equate to a relationship. By that logic, is

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