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?”

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

weight of such a night

he and she were on

gaze and spoke with a soft yet resolute voice. “I am bothered by 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. The same holds true for what transpired between Tyrone and Hyatt. You relish the

uttered these words, tears

Joseph and Vera’s

had been waiting for

that, she had pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera.

they had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

“Waylen,

firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking

the dance of love between a man and a woman, a battle fought with intellect

I won’t dare to strike you!” Rena

air, she

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

ran his tongue across his lips,

and lowered his head, yearning to kiss her.

scent of blood mingled

Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew

wait to find another setting

dress fell

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

time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly prolonged

her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom,

Today was special.

he belonged

was heavy with unease after their passionate

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

succumbed to

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

he whispered, “Don’t be

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

and rose to her

her back, and she

he revealed, “52 carats. Do you like

burned with intensity as he fixed

accepted the ring and gently slid it onto her middle

and remarked, “It’s too

fit your

she were sensible, she would accept his gesture happily and marry him

was the old

would have never refused him when he presented

his charm, her feelings

the memory of their passionate encounter

recalled that he hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the moment.

the ring back in the box and

a moment of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not in the

understood her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly

Rena remained concerned.

particularly religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it would

take medication, so she

to her wishes. “I’ll

nodded gratefully and politely replied, “Thank

his

getting dressed, he pinched her chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the

expressed his

refused to be taken advantage

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

words fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy

and attended to herself. Standing by the French window, she

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

bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been sentenced

the water and pill, she experienced

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 raise her as a princess and won’t let

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I long for it with all my

moment, Waylen’s

speaking

return to Duefron

her own life. She took

“Harold is having an affair,

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as attempt at

matter needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go

Rena overheard the conversation.

affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should

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

lay down on

causing her

a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too

so angry that she threw a pillow to

but you have to pretend

this for a long time. At this moment, they seemed to go back to

in a

resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that

sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little

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

Juliette’s eyes as

stopped him, as if on the verge of saying

understood what Juliette wanted

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

he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head

the bed, attempting to

then playfully teased 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,

from beneath the quilt,

gently caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

Harold, and you didn’t tell me.

gently caressing his sister’s

a relationship, but it doesn’t count.

that they weren’t in a real relationship

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

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