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

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

she were on

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

uttered these words, tears welled up in Rena’s

that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an

had been waiting

had pleaded with him and he had assisted

had reached this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

anger surged. “Waylen, you despicable

it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp,

dance of love between a man and a woman, a battle fought with intellect

won’t dare to strike you!” Rena

words hanging in the air, she slapped him

vast expanse, it felt as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After

across his lips, savoring the

yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and fiercely sank her teeth into his

subtle scent of blood mingled

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

to find another setting as he claimed her in such a primal

dress fell

he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of his

lingered, stretching

of relief. He scooped her up in his arms

Today was special.

he belonged

was heavy with

discomfort, particularly Rena,

had succumbed

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

drew closer, pressing his lips against the back of

“Don’t be so

his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and

and rose to her feet,

her back, and she found

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

intensity as he fixed his eyes on

her

remarked, “It’s too small,

it’ll fit your ring finger. Give it

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

that was

she would have never refused him when he presented

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward

declining, but the memory of their passionate

used a condom in the heat

the ring back in the box

she spoke up. “I’m

coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills.

Rena remained concerned.

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

didn’t want her to take medication,

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

nodded gratefully and

his

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

expressed his frustration

refused to be taken

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

fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy

attended to herself. Standing by the French window, she

him, poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved

somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been sentenced to death

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

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.

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long for it with all my

this tender moment, Waylen’s

speaking

to

tried to take her own life. She took

having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even passed as attempt at

to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in

and sighed. “I have to go back

Rena overheard the conversation.

affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You

his lips. After a long while, he

She lay down on the bed, closing

her, causing her to

help but kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much and my

angry that she

but you have to pretend that

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

was in

in and kissed her,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the

and affectionate Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little

“It’s okay. I’ll go check on

Juliette’s eyes as

she stopped him, as if on the verge of

Juliette wanted

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

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

bed, attempting to pull the quilt

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

from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around her

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

Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous smile adorned his

relationship, but it doesn’t

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

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

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