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 tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me for what transpired

a moment, the weight of such a night seemingly primed for

he and she were

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

tears welled up

Vera’s divorce was

had been waiting

with him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were better

point,

Waylen’s heart sank.

he continued to caress her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it

surged. “Waylen,

face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking

the dance of love between a man and a woman,

think I won’t dare to strike you!”

in the air, she slapped him across the

gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded

across his lips,

waist tightly and lowered his head, yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena

blood mingled with their

aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness and an

another setting as he claimed her

exquisite dress fell to

impeccable attire. Unless she observed his

encounter lingered, stretching

a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in a frenzy of passionate

Today was special.

night, he belonged

air was heavy with unease after their

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

succumbed

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

closer, pressing

be so distant with me,

over, he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the bed,

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

back, and she found herself enveloped in his

diamond ring in hand, he

gaze burned with intensity as he

it onto her

smiled and remarked, “It’s too small,

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

If she were sensible, she would accept his

was the

she would have never refused him when he presented the

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward

the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and

condom in the heat of the moment.

ring back in the box and

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

face, and he coughed

Rena remained concerned.

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

her to take

eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll buy

nodded gratefully and politely replied,

his frustration

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

expressed his frustration

to be taken advantage

and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny it.

fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

wallet, and

had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by

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

whispering into her ear,

aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill,

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long for it with all my

moment,

was Korbyn, speaking

to

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

“Harold is having an affair,

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even

matter needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay

smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her so

to respond. She lay down on

her, causing her

couldn’t help but kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a

so angry that she threw a

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

talked to her like this for a long time.

in a

to resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence,

and affectionate Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior

“It’s okay. I’ll go check on

welled up in Juliette’s eyes as she

stopped him, as if on the verge of saying

understood what Juliette

“Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With

he found Cecilia lying on

bed, attempting to

a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread,

the quilt,

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

Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

gently caressing his sister’s

but it

skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they weren’t in a real relationship because

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

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