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?”

voice laced with a tinge

weight of such a night seemingly

and she were on the

that time. I couldn’t hold onto you, and I had to witness you repeatedly seeking out Elvira. Instead of lamenting,

tears welled

Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due

had been

like that, she had pleaded with him and he had

point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any

“Waylen, you

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

a man and a woman, a battle

won’t dare to

hanging in the air, she slapped him across the

gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice more, causing him to

tongue across his lips, savoring

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

of blood mingled with

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

to find another

dress fell

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

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her

Today was special.

he belonged entirely to

with unease after their passionate

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

had succumbed

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

and he drew closer, pressing his

whispered, “Don’t be so distant

pants from the edge of the bed, and a small

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

her back, and she found

in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do you like

intensity as he

and gently slid it onto her middle finger.

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

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

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

was the old

that fateful Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him

charm, her feelings toward him

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

used a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to purchase

the ring back in the

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

flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take

Rena remained concerned.

wasn’t particularly religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and she would

take medication,

her, eventually succumbing to her

gratefully and politely

his frustration

he pinched her chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you

his

refused to be

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

words fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy

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

a glass of warm

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

she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced

held her tenderly, his fingers 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

Rena’s body stiffened.

for me, Rena. I long for

this tender moment,

Korbyn, speaking in a

return to

She took three sleeping pills and your mother is

having an affair, and that

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even passed as attempt

hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even

cigarette and sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay

on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care

to respond. She lay

washed over her, causing her to appear

her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much

was so angry that she threw a pillow to

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

time. At this moment, they

was in a

resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

Upon entering the Fowler residence,

affectionate Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day

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

up in Juliette’s eyes as she

if on the verge of saying something, but

Juliette

I’ll explain everything to Dad later.”

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

the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away,

you are! But don’t suffocate yourself

from beneath the quilt, throwing

her distress, gently caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to

uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

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

a relationship, but it

you meant to say that they weren’t in a real

meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship

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