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

a moment, the weight of such a night seemingly primed

were on the verge

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

words, tears

Joseph and Vera’s divorce was

been waiting for

and he had assisted Vera.

now that they had reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings you solace. Scratch my

surged. “Waylen, you despicable

strikingly handsome face, rendering

man and a woman, a

I won’t dare to

in the air, she slapped him across

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 his neck twice more, causing

his tongue across his lips, savoring

head, yearning to kiss her.

subtle scent of blood

aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew

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

fell

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

lingered, stretching out

her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in a frenzy of

Today was special.

night, he

with unease

couldn’t shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed

had succumbed to their

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

he drew closer, pressing his lips against the back

whispered, “Don’t be so distant with

pants from the edge of the bed,

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

her back, and she

a diamond ring in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do you

intensity as he fixed

slid it onto her

and remarked, “It’s too

deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your ring

she were sensible, she

was the

him when he presented the diamond ring

his charm,

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

the heat

ring back in

a moment of silence, she spoke

his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need

Rena remained concerned.

to become pregnant, it would be fate,

want her to take medication, so she would acquire

to her wishes. “I’ll buy

and

his

dressed, he pinched her chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex.

his frustration

refused to be taken

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

words fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the

bath and attended to

glass of warm

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

the water and pill, she experienced a pang of

“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.

for me, Rena. I long

moment,

Korbyn, speaking

to

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

having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even passed as attempt at

that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

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

his lips. After a long while,

lay down

washed over her, causing her to appear particularly

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

so angry that she threw a pillow to

were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that

for a long time. At this moment, they seemed to go back to

was in

and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

the Fowler residence, he

a savior and whispered, “Go

assuring her, “It’s

up in Juliette’s eyes as

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

understood what Juliette

to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended

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

the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away, but

sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a

beneath the quilt, throwing

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

uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

you didn’t tell me.

the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s

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

you meant to say that they weren’t in a

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

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