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?”

a hoarse voice laced with

a moment, the weight of such a

he and she were on

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,

tears welled up

had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable

had been

like that, she had pleaded with him and he had assisted

reached this point, they should

Waylen’s heart sank.

above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings you

“Waylen, you despicable

rendering Rena incapable of breaking

man and a woman,

dare to strike you!” Rena declared

in the air, she slapped him

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

ran his tongue across his lips,

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

subtle scent of blood mingled

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

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

fell to the

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

time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the

Today was special.

night, he belonged

air was heavy with unease after their passionate

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

they had succumbed to their

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

closer, pressing his lips

“Don’t be so distant with

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

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

back, and she found

diamond ring in hand, he

as

gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was

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

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

of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept his gesture

that was the old

that fateful Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him when he presented the diamond

although Waylen retained his charm,

contemplated declining, but the memory of their passionate encounter

a condom in the

the ring back in the box and closed

spoke up. “I’m not in the safe

he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No

Rena remained concerned.

she were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and she

her to take medication, so she

to her wishes. “I’ll buy

and

chuckled, his

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

expressed his frustration

to be taken advantage

quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t

words fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

and left to buy the

he returned, Rena had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French

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

the pill with a mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I

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

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long for it

moment, Waylen’s

was Korbyn, speaking

to

tried to take her own life. She took three sleeping

“Harold is having an

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed

be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in

a cigarette and sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested,

on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her so much, don’t

to respond. She lay down on the bed,

washed over her, causing her to appear

and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done

angry that she threw a pillow to

but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just admit it, where else can you

like this for a long time. At

was in a

leaned in and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

Upon entering the Fowler residence, he

she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered,

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

welled up in Juliette’s eyes as she

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

understood what Juliette

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

open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering

attempting to pull

But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to

the quilt, throwing her

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

Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

you didn’t tell me. You even date her and want to marry

the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head,

have a relationship, but it

to say that they weren’t in a real relationship because

a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a

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