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, do you still

of such a night

were

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 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

uttered these words, tears welled up in Rena’s

that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an

been waiting

like that, she had pleaded with him and he had

they had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters of

Waylen’s heart sank.

barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike

surged. “Waylen,

face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his

love between a man and

to strike

hanging in the air, she

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

his tongue across his lips, savoring

to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and fiercely

blood mingled with their

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

another setting as he claimed her in such

fell to

impeccable attire. Unless she observed

encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly

climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in a frenzy of passionate

Today was special.

he

air was heavy with unease after their

particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was

had succumbed to their

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

closer, pressing his lips against the back of

“Don’t be so distant with me,

pants from the edge of the bed, and a small box

her feet, declaring,

back, and she found herself

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

as he fixed

onto her middle finger. Of

smiled and remarked, “It’s too

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

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

was the old

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

charm,

declining, but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t voice her

hadn’t used a condom in the

the ring back in the box and closed

of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not

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

Rena remained concerned.

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

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

to her

and politely replied,

chuckled, his frustration

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

his frustration

to be

of him and headed for the bathroom,

words fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to

bath and attended to herself. Standing

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

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

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

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I

moment,

was Korbyn, speaking in

return to Duefron

to take her own life. She took

What happened?” “Harold is having an affair,

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as attempt

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

and sighed. “I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay with

appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care

not to respond. She lay down on the bed, closing her

washed over her, causing her to

voice, “We’ve done

so angry that she threw a pillow to

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 you don’t care about it. Just admit it, where else can you enjoy

long time. At this moment, they seemed to go back to the

was in a

resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring softly, “I’m

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler

though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day

mother, assuring her, “It’s

up in Juliette’s eyes as

him, as if on the verge of

Juliette wanted to

I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With that,

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

edge of the bed, attempting

not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms

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

Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head,

relationship, but it doesn’t count. Rena’s first man

they weren’t in a real relationship

“A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship.

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