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?”

laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena,

moment, the weight of such a night seemingly

and she were

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,

words, tears

and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due

had been waiting for

him and he had assisted

had reached this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike

anger surged. “Waylen, you despicable

pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of

love between a man and a woman, a battle fought with

I won’t dare to strike you!” Rena

the air, she slapped him

felt as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a

his lips,

kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and

of blood mingled with their

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

and couldn’t wait to find another

dress fell

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

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly

sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms

Today was special.

night, he

was heavy with unease after their passionate

Rena couldn’t shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena,

they had succumbed

a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with me

pressing his lips against the back of her

whispered, “Don’t be

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

rose to her

she found herself enveloped in his

he revealed, “52 carats. Do you

burned with intensity as he fixed his eyes on

and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was not

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

your ring

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

was the

would have never refused him when he presented the diamond ring for her

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward

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

condom in the heat of

in the box

moment of silence, she spoke

he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to

Rena remained concerned.

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

to take medication,

her, eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll buy it for

nodded gratefully and politely replied,

his

dressed, he pinched 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 another

expressed his frustration

be taken advantage

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

actions and words fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the

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

closed the door behind him, poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and

her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena,

as she swallowed the

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I long for it with all

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

Korbyn, speaking in

return to Duefron

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

is having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as attempt at

a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t explicitly

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested, “You

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

to respond. She lay down on the bed, closing her

washed over her, causing

couldn’t help but kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much and my legs

so angry that she threw a pillow 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.

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

in

leaned in and kissed her, murmuring softly, “I’m

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She

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

Juliette’s

upstairs, she stopped him, as if on

what Juliette

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

open, he found Cecilia lying on the

on the edge of the bed, attempting to

don’t suffocate yourself

quilt, throwing

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

uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

tell me.

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

a relationship, but it doesn’t count.

that they weren’t in a real

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

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