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?”

and asked in a hoarse voice laced with

a moment, the weight of such a

were on the verge

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

that Joseph and Vera’s divorce

had been

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

point, they should cease discussing

Waylen’s heart sank.

whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings you solace.

anger surged. “Waylen, you despicable

hand and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp,

dance of love between a man and a woman, a

won’t dare to strike you!” Rena

in the air, she slapped him

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

across his lips, savoring

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

scent of blood mingled with their

conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness and an overwhelming

another setting as

exquisite dress fell to the

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

encounter lingered, stretching

the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his

Today was special.

this night, he belonged entirely to

heavy with

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

they had succumbed

for a

pressing his lips against the back of her

he whispered, “Don’t be

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

understood his intentions and rose to her feet, declaring,

and she found herself enveloped in

he revealed, “52

gaze burned with intensity as he

gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of

“It’s too small, not quite

your

as a rare display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept

that was

refused him when he presented

his charm, her

but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered,

used a condom in the heat of the moment.

back in the box

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

handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills. I didn’t come

Rena remained concerned.

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

want her to take medication, so she

her, eventually succumbing to her

nodded gratefully and politely

chuckled, his frustration

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

his

be taken

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

and words fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the necessary

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

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

gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth

taken aback, and as she swallowed the

behind her ear, as he 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. She’d better get your brown hair and unlined face. We’ll raise her as

Rena’s body stiffened.

baby for me, Rena. I long for it with

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

Korbyn, speaking in a stern

return to Duefron

own life. She took three sleeping pills and

“Harold is having an affair, and that woman came to

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as

a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t explicitly mentioned

and sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested,

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

lay down on the bed, closing her

over her, causing her to

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

was so angry that she

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 man like

a long time. At

was in

Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

the

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

his mother, assuring her, “It’s

Juliette’s eyes as

his way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on

what Juliette wanted

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

found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering

of the bed, attempting to

sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate

from beneath the quilt, throwing

head and saying softly, “Are you attempting

uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

sister’s head, as a mischievous smile adorned

relationship, but it

that they weren’t in

doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic,

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