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?”

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

the weight of such a night

were on the verge

hold onto you, and I had to witness you repeatedly seeking out Elvira. Instead of lamenting,

tears

that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due

been waiting for

and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were

they had reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

do you wish to

surged. “Waylen, you

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

was the dance of love between a man and a woman,

think I won’t dare to

words hanging in the air, she slapped him across the

of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice more, causing him

ran his tongue across his lips, savoring the

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

of blood mingled

ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer,

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

fell to the

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

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in a frenzy of

Today was special.

he belonged entirely

heavy with unease after

of discomfort, particularly

had succumbed to their

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

drew closer, pressing his lips against

whispered, “Don’t be so distant

his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a

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

and she found herself enveloped in his

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

gaze burned with intensity as

accepted the ring and gently slid it onto her

remarked, “It’s

it’ll fit your ring finger. Give

a rare display of flattery from him. If she

was the old

that fateful Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him when

his charm, her feelings

the memory of their passionate

a condom in the heat of the

placed the ring back in the box and closed

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

flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before

Rena remained concerned.

were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and

take medication, so she

to her

gratefully and politely replied,

chuckled, his

feel like you deny yourself

his frustration

to be

lifted the quilt in front of him and headed for the

and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

and left to buy

already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French window,

of warm water, retrieved a pill,

of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth

and as she swallowed the water and pill, she

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 hair and unlined face. We’ll raise her as a princess and won’t let anyone

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long for it with all my

tender moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking in a

to

has tried to take her own life. She

having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even passed as attempt

needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his

a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go back

Rena overheard the conversation.

affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You

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

respond. She lay

over her, causing

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

was so angry that she threw a pillow to

You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just admit it, where else can you enjoy a handsome man like

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

in a

in and kissed her, murmuring softly,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere

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

assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll

in Juliette’s eyes

him, as if on the

Juliette wanted to

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

open, he found Cecilia lying on the

the edge of the bed, attempting to pull

playfully teased 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 twist were to spread,

the quilt,

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

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

had a relationship with Harold, and you didn’t tell

against the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s

it doesn’t count. Rena’s first man

say that they weren’t in

adopted an “of course” expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants

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