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?”

touch, Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena,

silent for a moment, the weight of

he and she were on

with 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

words, tears welled up in Rena’s

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

had been

had pleaded with him and he

that they had reached this point,

Waylen’s heart sank.

whisper, “Rena, do you wish

surged. “Waylen,

seized her hand and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable

of love between a man and a woman, a battle

won’t dare to strike you!” Rena declared

hanging in the air,

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

ran his tongue across his lips, savoring the peculiar

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

subtle scent of blood mingled

conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness

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

exquisite dress fell to the

she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a

He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the

Today was special.

he belonged entirely

air was heavy with

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

they had succumbed to their

and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading.

movements, and he drew closer, pressing

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant

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

her feet, declaring, “I’m going

she

in hand, he

intensity as he fixed his eyes

slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was

and remarked, “It’s

fit your ring

from him. If she were sensible,

that was the

she would have never refused him when he

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings

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

the heat of the moment. Worried,

placed the ring back in the box

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

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

Rena remained concerned.

were to become

her to take medication, so she

to her wishes.

nodded gratefully and politely replied,

chuckled, his

feel like you deny yourself

expressed his frustration

be taken advantage

headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny it.

and words fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the

attended to herself. Standing by the French

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

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

and as she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced

ear, as he softly added, “I want to be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long for it with all my

moment, Waylen’s

was Korbyn, speaking in a stern

return to Duefron

tried to take her own life. She

What happened?” “Harold is having an affair, and that woman came

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as

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

sighed. “I have to go back

Rena overheard the conversation.

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

his lips. After a

She lay down on the bed, closing her

washed over her, causing her to appear particularly

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

angry that she threw a

goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you

time.

in a

Waylen leaned in and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

a private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he

and affectionate Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go

mother, assuring her, “It’s okay.

welled up in Juliette’s eyes as

she stopped him, as if

what Juliette wanted

explain everything to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended to the second

found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head with a

on the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the

don’t suffocate yourself now. If

from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around

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

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

“What’s wicked about me?”

Harold, and you didn’t tell me. You even

against the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head, as

a relationship, but it doesn’t

skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they

shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants he

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