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?”

with a

for a moment, the weight of such

she were on the verge of

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 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.

words, tears welled

and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome

had been waiting

that, she had pleaded with him and he had

now that they had reached this point, they should

Waylen’s heart sank.

do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if

anger surged. “Waylen, you despicable

strikingly handsome face, rendering

love between a man and a

I won’t dare to strike you!”

the air, she slapped him across

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

tongue across his lips, savoring the peculiar

yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena

scent of blood mingled with

conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness and

to find another setting as he claimed her in such a primal

fell to

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

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

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

Today was special.

night, he belonged

heavy with unease after their passionate

off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena,

had succumbed to

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

and he drew closer, pressing

be so distant with me,

he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a small

understood his intentions and rose to her

pulled her back, and she found herself

ring in hand, he revealed, “52 carats.

as he fixed his

onto her middle finger. Of

and remarked, “It’s too

it’ll fit your

If she were sensible,

that was the old

Day, she would have never refused him when

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings

their passionate encounter lingered,

the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to

in the box

silence, she spoke up. “I’m not

her concern. A 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

her to take medication, so she would acquire

to her wishes. “I’ll buy

nodded gratefully and politely

his frustration

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

be taken

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

fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left

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

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

water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into

the water and pill, she

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 it

tender moment,

was Korbyn, speaking in

return to Duefron

life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother is

an affair, and that woman came

Waylen felt helpless.

even

this matter needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his

“I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested, “You

gaze fixed on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while,

respond. She lay down on the bed, closing

over her, causing her

in a low voice, “We’ve

that she threw a pillow

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

a long time. At this moment, they

in

and kissed her, murmuring softly, “I’m

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed

mother, the beautiful and affectionate Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade

her, “It’s okay. I’ll

welled up in Juliette’s eyes as she

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

what Juliette

“Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad

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

attempting to pull the

But don’t suffocate yourself now.

from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around

“Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying

uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

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

but it doesn’t

say that they weren’t in a real

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

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