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?”

caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold

moment, the weight of such a

she were on the verge

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

words, tears welled up

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

been waiting for

that, she had pleaded with him and he

they had reached this point, they should

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

surged. “Waylen, you despicable

strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp,

between a man and a woman, a battle fought with

dare to strike you!” Rena

air, she slapped him

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

tongue across his lips, savoring

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

subtle scent of blood mingled

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

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

dress fell to the

attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of his

stretching out into a

scooped her up in his arms and

Today was special.

he

with unease after their

particularly Rena, who believed such intensity

they had succumbed to

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

her movements, and he drew closer, pressing his

be so distant

suit pants from the edge of the bed,

understood his intentions and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m going to take a

pulled her back, and she found

in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do you

burned with intensity as

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

smiled and remarked, “It’s too small, not quite

your ring finger. Give it a

recognized this as a rare display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she

that was

him when he presented

retained his charm, her feelings toward him

of their passionate encounter lingered, and she

she recalled that he hadn’t used a condom in the

placed the ring back in the box and closed

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

concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control

Rena remained concerned.

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

want her to take medication, so she would acquire it

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

gratefully and politely

chuckled, his

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

his frustration

be

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

fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and left to

had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French

closed the door behind him, poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and handed it to

her gently, whispering into

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

caressing the soft flesh 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

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

speaking in

return to

She

“Harold is having an affair, and that

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as

a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the

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

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested,

appeared on his lips. After a long

respond. She lay down on the bed,

causing her

low voice, “We’ve done it a

so angry that she threw

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

hadn’t talked to her like this for a long time. At this moment, they seemed to

was in a

and kissed her,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little

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

Juliette’s

way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge of saying something, but ultimately

what Juliette wanted to

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

the door open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed,

sat on the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt

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

from beneath the quilt, throwing her

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

his embrace, Cecilia uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

against the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s

have a relationship, but it doesn’t count.

remained skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they weren’t in a

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

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