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 hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me for what transpired with

the weight of such a night seemingly primed for an

he and she were

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 holds true for what transpired between Tyrone and Hyatt. You relish the control that your position affords you, while I, a mere nobody, am expected

words, tears welled up

and Vera’s divorce was

had been waiting

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

that they had reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if

surged. “Waylen,

face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter how hard

man and a woman, a

won’t dare to strike you!” Rena declared

hanging in the air, she slapped

of their gasps. After a brief pause,

across his lips, savoring the

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

subtle scent of blood mingled

Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness

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

dress fell to

she remained partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the

stretching

climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in

Today was special.

night, he

air was heavy with unease

shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such

succumbed to their

body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with me a

drew closer, pressing his lips against

“Don’t be so distant with me,

over, he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the

intentions and rose to her feet, declaring,

her back, and she found

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

with intensity as

ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course,

remarked, “It’s too small, not

it’ll fit your

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

that was the

Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him

his charm, her feelings toward

declining, but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and

he hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the moment.

back in the box

she spoke up. “I’m not in

immediately understood her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills. I didn’t

Rena remained concerned.

particularly religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it would be

her to take

pressed her, eventually succumbing to

nodded gratefully and politely

his frustration

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

his frustration

be taken advantage

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

actions and words fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

his wallet, and left to buy

bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French window, she

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

with a mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance?

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

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long

tender moment, Waylen’s

Korbyn, speaking in a

to Duefron

to take her own life. She took three sleeping pills and

is having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as attempt at

this matter needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

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

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

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

her, causing her to appear

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

was so angry that she

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

a long time. At this moment,

in a

to resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence,

as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and has even

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

up in Juliette’s eyes

him, as if on the

what Juliette

her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to

on the bed, covering her head with a

attempting to pull the quilt

But don’t suffocate yourself now. If

quilt,

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

Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

caressing his sister’s head,

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

that they weren’t in a real relationship because they

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

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