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

moment, the weight of

were on the verge of

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 were an ordinary couple, we would have already engaged in fiery arguments. But we can’t, because you are Waylen. The same

words, tears welled up in Rena’s

Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an

been waiting

he had assisted Vera. Some matters were better left

this point, they should cease discussing matters

Waylen’s heart sank.

continued to caress her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings you solace. Scratch

“Waylen, you

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

man and a woman, a

dare to strike

in the air, she slapped him across the

frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a

his lips, savoring

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

blood mingled

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

himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting

dress fell to

partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed

time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

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

Today was special.

he belonged

with unease after

the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was

succumbed to

yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with

and he drew closer, pressing his lips against the back

whispered, “Don’t be so

over, he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the

intentions and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m going to

she found herself enveloped

a diamond ring in hand, he revealed, “52 carats.

with intensity as he fixed

accepted the ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger.

smiled and remarked, “It’s

your ring finger. Give it

display of flattery from him. If she were sensible,

was the

fateful Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him when

Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward

memory of their passionate

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

the ring back in the box and closed

silence, she spoke

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

Rena remained concerned.

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

to take medication, so she

eventually succumbing to her wishes.

gratefully and politely

his

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

expressed his

refused to be

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

actions and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

and

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

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

mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her

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

I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I long

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

speaking in a

return to

has tried to take her own life. She took three sleeping pills and

“Harold is having an

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even passed as attempt

was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father

a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested, “You

his gaze fixed on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After

to respond. She lay down on the bed,

over her, causing her to

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

was so angry that she

chuckled and 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

time. At this moment, they seemed to go back

in a

resist, Waylen leaned in and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

entering the

she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your

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

Juliette’s

if on the

understood what Juliette wanted

explain everything to Dad later.” With that,

Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head with

bed, attempting to

sister. “Taking three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread, it

beneath the quilt, throwing

head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm

uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

sister’s head, as a mischievous smile adorned his

it doesn’t count. Rena’s first

meant to say that they weren’t in a real

shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad

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