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

the weight of such a

he and she were

“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

uttered these words, tears welled up in

truth, Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due to

been waiting

pleaded with him and he had

had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters of

Waylen’s heart sank.

to caress her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to

surged. “Waylen, you despicable

handsome face, rendering

and

dare to

words hanging in the air,

the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded

across his

his head, yearning to kiss her. Yet,

scent of blood mingled with

aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He

find another setting as he claimed her in such

fell to the

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

time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms

Today was special.

this night, he belonged

was heavy with unease

particularly

had succumbed to their

felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with me a little

and he drew closer, pressing his lips against the

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant

pants from the edge of the

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

she found herself enveloped in

hand, he

burned with intensity as he fixed his eyes

gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was not the perfect

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

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

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

that was the old

have never refused him when

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

memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and

recalled that he hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to

ring back in the box and

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

and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills.

Rena remained concerned.

she were to become pregnant, it would be

want her to take medication, so she would

succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll

gratefully and

his

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

expressed his frustration

be

the quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring,

and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy

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

behind him, poured her a glass of warm

embraced her gently, whispering into her ear,

the water and pill,

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I long for it with all

moment, Waylen’s phone

speaking in a stern

to Duefron

to take her own life. She took three sleeping

having an affair, and that

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even passed as

that Rena was somehow involved in the

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go

Rena overheard the conversation.

deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested,

on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a

not to respond. She lay down on the bed,

causing her to appear

voice, “We’ve done it a

angry that she

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 a handsome man like

this for a long time. At this moment, they seemed

in a

Waylen leaned in and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

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

her, “It’s okay. I’ll go check on

welled up in Juliette’s eyes

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

what Juliette wanted

everything to

Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head with

bed, attempting to pull the quilt away,

But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such

emerged from beneath the quilt,

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

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

with Harold, and you didn’t tell me. You even date her and want to

gently caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous

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

skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they weren’t in

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

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