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?”

with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me for what transpired with

the weight of such a night seemingly primed for an

he and she were on the verge of

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 holds true for what transpired

tears welled up in

Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due

had been

that, she had pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera.

reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

anger surged. “Waylen, you despicable

firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena

man and a woman, a battle fought

dare to

those words hanging in the air, she slapped

of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice

ran his tongue across his lips,

waist tightly and lowered his head, yearning to kiss her.

scent of blood mingled with

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

hardly contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another

exquisite dress fell to the

Unless she observed his expression, she

encounter lingered, stretching

relief. He scooped her up in his arms and

Today was special.

he belonged entirely to

heavy with

of discomfort, particularly

they had succumbed to their

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

halted her movements, and he drew closer, pressing his

whispered, “Don’t be

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

to her feet, declaring,

pulled her back, and she found herself enveloped in his

hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do

with intensity as

slid it onto her middle

“It’s too

your ring finger.

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

was the old

have never refused him when he presented the diamond ring for

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him had

contemplated declining, but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered,

recalled that he hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the moment.

placed the ring back in the box and

silence, she spoke up. “I’m

face, and he coughed awkwardly

Rena remained concerned.

she wasn’t particularly religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it would be

want her to take medication, so

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

nodded gratefully and

his frustration

“Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you

his

refused to be

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

words fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the necessary

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

closed the door behind him, poured her a glass of

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

as she swallowed the water and pill,

tenderly, his fingers 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 brown hair and unlined face. We’ll

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long for it with all my

tender moment, Waylen’s

Korbyn, speaking

to

to take her own life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother is

having an affair, and that woman

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as attempt

to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t explicitly mentioned

“I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested, “You should stay

lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her so

lay

washed over her, causing her

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

she threw a pillow

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

for a long time. At this moment, they

was in

leaned in and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the

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

“It’s okay. I’ll

Juliette’s eyes

if on the verge

Juliette wanted to

I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With

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

on the edge of the bed, attempting

dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If

emerged from beneath the quilt,

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

Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

gently caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous smile adorned

it doesn’t

you meant to say that they weren’t in

emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is

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