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?”

Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with

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

were on the

a soft yet resolute voice. “I am bothered by what happened to Tyrone, and it has nothing to do with our relationship but it does speak of the disparity in our status… Just as you’re aware, I was on the verge of departing for 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

uttered these words, tears

Vera’s divorce was

had been waiting for

him and he had

had reached this point,

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

anger surged. “Waylen,

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

a man and a

I won’t dare to

words hanging in the air, she slapped him across the

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

across his lips,

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

subtle scent of blood mingled with

her display of aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with

could hardly contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting

dress fell to the

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

time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching

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

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

with

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

had succumbed

She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back,

closer, pressing

he whispered, “Don’t be so

edge of the bed, and a small box fell

her feet, declaring, “I’m going

her back, and she found herself enveloped in his

in hand, he revealed, “52

as he fixed

onto her middle finger. Of course, it was not

remarked, “It’s

deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your

she were sensible, she would accept his gesture happily and marry him

that was the

never refused him when he

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings

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

hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the

in the box and

moment of silence, she spoke up.

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

Rena remained concerned.

if she were to become pregnant, it

to take medication, so she would acquire it

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

nodded gratefully and

his

grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way

expressed his frustration

be

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

Waylen’s desire

This woman…

and

already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing

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

with a mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been sentenced to

swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a pang

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I long for it with

moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking in a

to Duefron

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

is having an affair, and that woman came

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even passed as attempt

matter needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was

cigarette and sighed. “I have to go

Rena overheard the conversation.

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

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

not to respond. She lay

washed over her, causing her to appear particularly

“We’ve done it a little too much and my legs are a

she threw

tease her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just

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

was in a

to resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and has even

her, “It’s okay. I’ll go check on

Juliette’s eyes as

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

Juliette wanted

everything to Dad later.” With that, Waylen

on the bed, covering her head

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

sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around her

you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like a spoiled

embrace, Cecilia uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

with Harold, and you didn’t tell me. You even date her and want to

caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous smile

did have a relationship, but it

remained skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they

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

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