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?”

gentle touch, Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me for what transpired

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

and she were

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 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

words, tears welled up in Rena’s

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

been waiting

him and he had

this point, they should cease discussing matters of

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

surged. “Waylen,

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

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

think I won’t dare to strike you!”

hanging in the air, she

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

his tongue across his lips, savoring the peculiar

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

of blood

display of aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew

to find another setting as

fell to

still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his

encounter lingered, stretching out into a

wasn’t until he reached the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the

Today was special.

night, he belonged

with

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

they had succumbed to

for a shower, but Waylen held

pressing his lips against

be

from the edge of the bed,

intentions and rose to her feet, declaring,

back, and she found herself

hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do you like

burned with intensity as he fixed his eyes on

onto her

and remarked, “It’s too small,

eyes deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your

rare display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she

that was the old

Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him

charm,

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

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

placed the ring back in the box and closed

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

concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills. I didn’t

Rena remained concerned.

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

take medication, so

her, eventually succumbing to her

nodded gratefully and

chuckled, his frustration

yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way during the act and another

expressed his

refused to be taken

lifted the quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny it. It’s indeed

words fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and left to buy

Rena had already taken a bath and attended to herself.

poured her a glass of warm water,

into her ear,

as she swallowed the water and pill,

“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

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I long

moment,

Korbyn, speaking

to

own life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother

having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even passed

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

a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested, “You should stay

as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a

She lay down on the bed,

her, causing her to appear

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

angry that she threw

very comfortable, but you have to pretend that

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

was in a

resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that had settled

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

mother, assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll go check on

in Juliette’s eyes as

him, as if on the verge of

understood what Juliette wanted

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

Cecilia lying on the bed, covering

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

don’t suffocate

from beneath the quilt, throwing

head and saying softly, “Are you

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

you didn’t tell me.

his sister’s head,

it doesn’t

meant to say that they weren’t in a

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

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