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?”

hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena,

for a moment, the weight of such a night seemingly

he and she were on

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

uttered these words, tears welled

that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an

been

him and he

now that they had reached this point,

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

“Waylen, you

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

love between a man and a woman, a battle

dare to strike you!” Rena declared

the air, she

had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his

tongue across his lips, savoring the

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

of blood mingled

desire to conquer, He grew impatient,

couldn’t wait to find another setting as he claimed her in such a primal

fell to the

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

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly prolonged

felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

with

shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not suitable

they had succumbed

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

pressing his lips against the back of her

whispered, “Don’t be so distant with

his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a small box fell

rose to her feet,

pulled her back, and she

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

burned with intensity as

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

smiled and remarked, “It’s too

eyes deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your ring finger. Give it a

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

was

him when he presented

although Waylen retained his charm, her

of their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t voice her

used a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to purchase contraception

back in the box

spoke up. “I’m not

her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take

Rena remained concerned.

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

to take medication, so

succumbing to her

gratefully and politely replied, “Thank

his

you deny yourself the

his

to be taken

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

fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to

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

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

Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her

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

care much about the gender, but

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long for it with all

moment, Waylen’s

Korbyn, speaking in a stern

to

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

an affair, and that woman

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as attempt at

needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t

sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

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

his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her

to respond. She lay down on the bed, closing her

washed over her, causing her to appear particularly

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

that she threw a pillow

you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just admit

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

was in a

leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

his 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 hasn’t eaten anything all day and

“It’s okay. I’ll go

welled up in Juliette’s eyes as

as if on the verge of saying

understood what Juliette

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

he found Cecilia lying on the bed,

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

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

emerged from beneath the quilt, throwing her

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

embrace, Cecilia uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

Harold, and you didn’t tell me.

headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head,

relationship, but it

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

relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants he

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