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?”

countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena,

weight of such

and she were on the verge of

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,

these words, tears welled up

believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due to

been waiting

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

now that they had reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

anger surged. “Waylen, you

rendering Rena incapable of breaking

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

won’t dare to

air, she

vast expanse, it felt as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded

across his lips,

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

scent of blood mingled

conquer, He grew impatient, filled

couldn’t wait to find another setting as he claimed her in such

exquisite dress fell to

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

encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly prolonged

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

Today was special.

night, he belonged

with

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

succumbed to

for a shower, but Waylen held

pressing his

“Don’t be so

pants from the edge of the bed, and a small box fell

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

back, and she found herself enveloped in his

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

with intensity as he fixed

ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course,

remarked, “It’s too small, not quite

fit your ring finger. Give it a

rare display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept his gesture happily and marry him

that was

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

retained his charm,

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

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

back in the box

spoke up. “I’m not in the

A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills. I didn’t

Rena remained concerned.

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

didn’t want her to take medication,

pressed her, eventually succumbing to her

gratefully and politely replied,

his frustration

I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re

his frustration

to be

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

fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

his wallet, and left to buy

a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the

a glass of

mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been sentenced to death

as she swallowed the

father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is a girl. She’d better get your brown hair and unlined face. We’ll

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I long for it with all my

this tender moment,

Korbyn, speaking in

to Duefron

has tried to take her own life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother

having an affair, and that woman

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as attempt

was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father

sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

her deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested,

his gaze fixed on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her so

not to respond. She lay down on the bed, closing

over her, causing

“We’ve done it

she

his 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

this for a long time. At this moment, they

was in a

Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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 day and has even taken

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

up in Juliette’s

as if on the verge of saying

what Juliette

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

open, he found Cecilia lying on

edge of the bed, attempting to pull the

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 would bring

quilt, throwing her arms

softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like a

uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

you didn’t tell me. You even date her

the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s

have a relationship, but it doesn’t

meant to say that they weren’t

adopted an “of course” expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants he dines

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