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?”

asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me for what

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

he and she were on the verge of

to meet his gaze and spoke with a soft yet resolute voice. “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 your

uttered these words, tears welled up in

and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome

been waiting

like that, she had pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were

they had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

“Waylen, you despicable

rendering Rena incapable

and a woman, a battle fought with

won’t dare to strike

the air, she slapped

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 him to

ran his tongue across his

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

scent of blood

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

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

dress fell to

she remained partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his

time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a

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

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

with unease after their passionate

discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was

had succumbed to

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

he drew closer, pressing

be so distant with me,

from the edge of the bed, and a small box

to her feet, declaring, “I’m going

back, and she found herself enveloped in his

ring in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do

with intensity as he fixed his

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

“It’s too

fit your ring

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

was the

Day, she would have never refused him when he

Waylen retained his charm, her feelings

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

she recalled that he hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the

ring back in the box and

of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not in

and he coughed awkwardly

Rena remained concerned.

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

to take medication, so she would

succumbing to

and

chuckled, his

yourself

expressed his

refused to be taken

for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny it. It’s

Waylen’s

This woman…

wallet, and left to buy the necessary

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

him, poured her a glass of warm

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

the water and pill,

much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is a girl. She’d better get your brown hair and

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I long for

tender moment,

was Korbyn, speaking in

to

tried to take her own life. She took three sleeping

happened?” “Harold is having an affair, and that woman

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even passed as attempt

Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved

“I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay

appeared on his lips. After a long while,

respond. She lay down on the bed,

over her, causing her to appear particularly

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

angry that she threw a pillow to

comfortable, but you have to pretend that

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

was in

in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that

sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go

her, “It’s

up in Juliette’s eyes as

as if on the verge

understood what Juliette wanted

and reassured her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With that, Waylen

found Cecilia lying on the

the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away, but

teased his sister. “Taking three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread, it

from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around her

you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

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

it doesn’t count. Rena’s

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

to a relationship. By that logic, is

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