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,

the weight of such

were on the verge of

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 first love. Isn’t that inequality? If we

uttered these words, tears

and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome

had been

him and he

this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings

anger surged. “Waylen, you

rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter

a man and

dare to strike you!” Rena

those words hanging in the air,

their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze

tongue across his lips, savoring

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

scent of blood

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

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

fell to the

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

lingered, stretching out into a particularly

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

Today was special.

this night, he belonged

air was heavy with unease

feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena,

had succumbed to

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

closer, pressing his

“Don’t be

the edge of the bed, and a small box fell

her feet,

and she found herself enveloped in his

he revealed, “52

gaze burned with intensity as

and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of

and remarked, “It’s too small,

it’ll fit your ring finger. Give it a

flattery from him. If she were

that was

fateful Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him when he presented

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings

declining, but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she

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

ring back in the

spoke up. “I’m

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

Rena remained concerned.

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

to take medication, so she would acquire

succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll buy it

gratefully and

his frustration

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

expressed his frustration

refused to be

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

Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

his wallet, and left to buy the

returned, Rena had already taken a bath and attended to herself.

him, poured her a glass of warm water,

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

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 a girl.

Rena’s body stiffened.

baby for me, Rena. I

moment, Waylen’s phone

Korbyn, speaking in

return to

She took three sleeping pills and

having an affair,

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even passed as attempt at

had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved

sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she suggested,

a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he

respond. She lay down

her, causing her to appear

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

that she threw

hand into the quilt to tease her. “Don’t 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

her like this for a long time. At this moment, they

in a

Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring softly,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

to Duefron. Upon entering the

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

her, “It’s okay. I’ll go check on

welled up in Juliette’s eyes as

way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on

understood what Juliette wanted to

explain everything to Dad later.” With

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

the edge of the bed, attempting to

don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such

quilt, throwing her

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

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

with Harold, and you didn’t tell me.

caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous

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

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

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

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