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?”

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

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

he and she were 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. The same holds true for what transpired between Tyrone and Hyatt. You relish the control that your position

uttered these words, tears welled up

and Vera’s

had been

pleaded with him and he

this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

“Waylen,

handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free

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

dare to strike you!” Rena

hanging in the air, she

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

tongue across his lips, savoring the

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

scent of blood mingled

Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness and

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

exquisite dress fell to

impeccable attire. Unless she observed his

encounter lingered, stretching

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

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

heavy with unease

feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not

succumbed to their

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

and he drew closer, pressing his lips against the back of

he whispered, “Don’t be so

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

rose to her

back, and she found herself enveloped

diamond ring in hand, he

gaze burned with intensity as he fixed his eyes on

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

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

fit your ring finger. Give it a

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

was the old

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

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him had

of their passionate encounter lingered, and she

condom in the heat of

placed the ring back in

silence, she spoke up. “I’m

he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control

Rena remained concerned.

she were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and

want her to take medication, so she would acquire it

succumbing to

nodded gratefully and

his

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

expressed his

to be taken

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

and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

and left

Rena had already taken a bath and attended to

a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and handed it

into her ear, “Rena, am I not

the water and pill,

I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I long for it with

tender moment,

Korbyn, speaking in a

return to Duefron

has tried to take her own life. She

“Harold is having an affair, and that woman came to

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even

Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved

a cigarette and sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

her deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should

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

to respond. She lay

her, causing her to appear particularly

and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much

so angry 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 else can you enjoy

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

was in a

and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the

had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and

comforted his mother, assuring her, “It’s okay.

Juliette’s eyes

she stopped him, as if on the verge

understood what Juliette wanted to

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

open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed,

the bed, attempting

don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread, it would bring shame to the Fowler

from beneath the quilt, throwing

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

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

had a relationship with Harold, and you didn’t tell me.

sister’s head, as a mischievous smile adorned

have a relationship, but it doesn’t

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

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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