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?”

with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold

the weight of such a night seemingly primed for

were on the verge

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 to acquiesce, am

words, tears welled up in

Joseph and Vera’s divorce was

been waiting for

and he had assisted Vera. Some

they had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters

Waylen’s heart sank.

voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple,

“Waylen, you

hand and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter how hard she

and a

I won’t dare to strike

air, she slapped him across the

their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to

ran his tongue across his lips, savoring the peculiar

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

of blood mingled with their

conquer, He grew impatient,

find another setting as he claimed her in such a

fell to the

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

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly

up in his arms and carried

Today was special.

night, he

with unease after their

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

succumbed to their

felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but

he drew closer, pressing his lips against the back of

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant with

pants from the edge of the bed, and a

understood his intentions and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m going to

and she found herself

in hand, he revealed,

gaze burned with intensity as he fixed

her middle finger. Of course, it was not the perfect

remarked, “It’s too small,

it’ll fit your ring finger. Give

as a rare display of flattery from him. If she were

that was the

refused him when

his charm, her

declining, but the memory of their passionate encounter

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

back in the box

spoke up. “I’m not

handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take

Rena remained concerned.

she wasn’t particularly religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and she would embrace

didn’t want her to take medication, so she would acquire

eventually succumbing to her

nodded gratefully and politely

chuckled, his frustration

you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex.

his frustration

be taken advantage

quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I

Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the necessary

a bath and attended to

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

it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into

and as she swallowed the water and pill, she

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 brown

Rena’s body stiffened.

baby for me, Rena. I long for it with

moment,

was Korbyn, speaking in a

return to

life. She took three sleeping pills and your

happened?” “Harold is having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as attempt at

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

cigarette and sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

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

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

to respond. She lay

her, causing her to appear particularly

complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much and my legs are a

that she threw

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

this for a long time. At this moment, they seemed to go

was in

resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed

she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister.

“It’s okay.

in Juliette’s

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

understood what Juliette

I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended to the second

on

bed, attempting to pull the

dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread, it would bring

emerged from beneath the quilt, throwing

softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like a spoiled

uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

and you didn’t tell me. You even

caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous

it doesn’t count. Rena’s

that they weren’t in a real relationship

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

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