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?”

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

the weight of such a night seemingly primed for

he and she were on

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

these words, tears

Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due

had been

pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were

reached this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if

surged. “Waylen, you

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

and a woman, a

think I won’t dare to strike you!” Rena declared

hanging in the air, she slapped him across

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

across his lips, savoring the

his head, yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena

scent of blood

ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled

to find another setting as

dress fell to the

he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she

encounter lingered, stretching out into

scooped her up in his arms and carried

Today was special.

he

heavy with unease

the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such

had succumbed

slight chill permeated Rena’s body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with me

drew closer, pressing his lips against

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant

from the edge

and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m

and she found herself enveloped in his

he revealed, “52

burned with intensity as

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

and remarked, “It’s too small,

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

If she were

was the

she would have never refused him when he presented the diamond ring for

Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him

declining, but the memory of their passionate

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

the ring back in the box and closed

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

handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly

Rena remained concerned.

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

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

succumbing to

gratefully and politely replied,

his frustration

you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one

expressed his

to be taken

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

and words fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

wallet, and left to buy the

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

her a glass of warm water,

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

was taken aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill,

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.

Rena’s body stiffened.

for me, Rena. I long for it with

tender moment,

speaking

to

her own life. She took three sleeping pills and

an affair, and that woman

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as

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

sighed. “I have to go back

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay

his lips. After a long while,

lay

her, causing her to appear particularly

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

angry that she threw a

put his hand into the quilt to 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 admit it, where else can you enjoy a handsome

for a long time. At this moment, they

in a

and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

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 has even

her, “It’s okay.

welled up in Juliette’s

upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the

Juliette wanted to

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

Cecilia lying on the

attempting to pull the quilt away, but she

then playfully teased his sister. “Taking three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now.

emerged from beneath the quilt,

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

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

you didn’t tell me. You even date her and

gently caressing his sister’s head, as a

a relationship, but it doesn’t count.

“So, you meant to say that they weren’t in a real relationship because

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

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