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?”

gentle touch, Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me for what transpired with

weight of such a night seemingly

he and she were on the

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.

these words, tears welled up in

and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable

had been waiting

and he had assisted

point, they should cease discussing

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

anger surged. “Waylen, you despicable

against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of

love between a man and a woman, a

think I won’t dare to strike you!” Rena declared

the air, she slapped him across the

only the sound of their gasps.

ran his tongue across his lips,

lowered his head, yearning to kiss

subtle scent of blood mingled with their

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

contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another

fell to

he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression,

lingered, stretching

He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in a

Today was special.

he

heavy with unease after their

of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such

had succumbed to their

She yearned for a shower, but Waylen

he drew closer, pressing his lips against

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant with

his suit pants from the edge of the

her feet, declaring, “I’m going to take

her back, and she found

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

with intensity as he fixed his eyes

it onto her middle finger. Of

“It’s too small, not

fit your ring finger. Give it a

him. If she were sensible, she would accept his gesture

was

would have never refused him

retained his charm, her feelings

of their passionate encounter lingered,

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

in the box and

of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not in

his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly

Rena remained concerned.

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

didn’t want her to take medication, so she

succumbing to

nodded gratefully and politely replied, “Thank

chuckled, his frustration

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

expressed his frustration

refused to be

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

and words fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and

and attended to

a glass of warm

embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been sentenced to death

she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a pang

to be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I long for

tender moment, Waylen’s phone

speaking in a

to Duefron

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

is having an affair, and that

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed

was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go

Rena overheard the conversation.

deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay with

his gaze fixed on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired,

respond. She lay

washed over her, causing her to

a low voice, “We’ve done it a

she threw

were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just admit it, where else can you enjoy

talked to her like this for a long time. At this

was in

resist, Waylen leaned in and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

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

“It’s okay.

Juliette’s

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

what Juliette wanted

everything to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended to the second

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

attempting to pull the quilt away, but she

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

the quilt, throwing her

“Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

tell me.

gently caressing his sister’s head, as

it doesn’t

to say that they weren’t in

to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants

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