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

for a moment, the weight of such a night seemingly primed for

were on the verge

and spoke 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

words, tears welled up in

truth, Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was

been

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

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? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if

“Waylen,

strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking

man and

think I won’t dare to strike you!” Rena

those words hanging in the air, she slapped him across

the sound of their gasps. After a

tongue across his lips, savoring the peculiar

yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted

scent of blood mingled with

Waylen’s desire to conquer,

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

fell

she remained partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she

time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly prolonged

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

Today was special.

this night, he

heavy with unease after

of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such

had succumbed to their

she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but

and he drew closer, pressing his lips against the back of her

be so

from the edge of

rose to her feet, declaring,

her back, and she

he revealed, “52 carats. Do you

intensity as he fixed his

onto her

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

fit your

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

was the

have never refused him when he presented

his charm, her feelings

declining, but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t voice her

he hadn’t used a condom in the heat

in

a moment of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not

he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to

Rena remained concerned.

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

to take medication, so

to

and

his frustration

feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience

his frustration

be taken

the quilt in front of him and headed for

Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

and

taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by

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

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

as she swallowed the water and pill, she

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I long for it

this tender moment,

speaking

to Duefron

to take her own life. She took three sleeping

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

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even passed as attempt

was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested,

Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while,

respond. She lay

her, causing her to

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

that she threw a pillow to

were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about

a long time. At this moment, they seemed

in

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

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

boarded a private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that had

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 hasn’t eaten anything all day and has even

her, “It’s okay.

up in Juliette’s eyes as

way upstairs, she stopped him, as if

Juliette

explain everything to

he found Cecilia lying on the bed,

the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away, but she

a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist

from beneath the quilt, throwing

softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just

Cecilia uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

and you didn’t tell me.

gently caressing his sister’s head,

it doesn’t

say that they

meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the

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