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 resentment toward me

for a moment, the weight of such a night seemingly

she were on

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 holds true for what transpired between Tyrone and Hyatt. You relish the control that your position affords you, while I, a mere nobody,

these words, tears welled up in Rena’s

long believed that Joseph and Vera’s

been waiting for

he had assisted Vera. Some matters were better left

point, they should cease

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 it brings you solace.

anger surged. “Waylen, you

and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter

a man and a

won’t dare to strike

those words hanging in the air,

felt as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps.

across his lips, savoring the

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

of blood mingled with

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

wait to find another setting as he claimed

dress fell to the

she remained partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of his heightened

lingered, stretching out into

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

Today was special.

night, he

was heavy with unease

Rena couldn’t shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not suitable for

they had succumbed to their

yearned for a shower,

halted her movements, and he drew closer, pressing his lips against the

be so

grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a small box

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

pulled her back, and she found herself enveloped

ring in hand, he revealed, “52

with intensity as he fixed

gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course,

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

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

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

that was the

have never refused him

although Waylen retained his charm, her

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

the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to purchase contraception

in the

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

and he coughed

Rena remained concerned.

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

want her to take medication, so she

to her wishes.

and

chuckled, his frustration

feel like you deny yourself

expressed his frustration

refused to be taken advantage

for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny it. It’s

and words fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the

taken a bath and attended to

of warm water,

somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I

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

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 raise her as a princess and

Rena’s body stiffened.

for me, Rena. I long for it with

moment, Waylen’s

speaking

return to Duefron

her own life. She took three sleeping pills

What happened?” “Harold is having an affair, and that woman

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even

Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter,

sighed. “I have to go

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested, “You should stay

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

She lay down on the bed, closing her

over her, causing her to appear particularly

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

angry that she threw a pillow

“Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just

a long time.

in

leaned in and kissed her, murmuring softly,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

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

his mother, assuring her, “It’s okay.

in Juliette’s eyes as

if on the verge of

Juliette

“Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended to the second

he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head

bed, attempting to pull

a survivor you are! But don’t

from beneath the quilt, throwing her

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

Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

and you didn’t tell me. You even date

reclined against the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous

it doesn’t count. Rena’s first man

to say that they weren’t

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

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