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

silent for a moment, the weight of such

were on the

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

tears welled up in Rena’s

Vera’s divorce was an

had been waiting for

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

point, they should cease discussing matters

Waylen’s heart sank.

“Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings

“Waylen, you

firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter how hard

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

to

those words hanging in the air, she slapped him across the

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

his lips, savoring the peculiar

yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and fiercely sank her teeth into his

of blood

conquer,

another setting as he

dress fell to

his impeccable attire. Unless she observed

time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into

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

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely

with unease after

of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such

had succumbed to their

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

drew closer, pressing his lips

“Don’t be so distant with

from the edge of

her feet,

pulled her back, and she

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

burned with intensity as he fixed

gently slid it onto her middle finger.

smiled and remarked, “It’s too

fit your ring finger. Give it a

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

that was

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

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings

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

the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided

ring back in

silence, she spoke up. “I’m not in

he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to

Rena remained concerned.

to become pregnant, it would be fate,

take medication,

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

nodded gratefully and politely

his

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

his frustration

be

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

fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and

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

behind him, poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill,

pill with a mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I

and as she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a

fingers caressing the soft flesh behind her ear, as he softly added, “I want to be a 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 raise her as a princess and won’t let

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I long for it with all my

moment,

was Korbyn, speaking

return to

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

“Harold is having an

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as

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

“I have to go

Rena overheard the conversation.

deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay with

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

lay

causing

“We’ve done it a little too much and

was so angry that she threw a pillow

tease her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care

a long time.

was in a

to resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

the Fowler residence, he sensed the

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

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

in Juliette’s eyes as

upstairs, she stopped him, as if on

Juliette wanted to

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

found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering

on the edge of the bed, attempting to

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

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms

you

uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

Harold, and you didn’t tell me. You even date her and

his sister’s head, as

a relationship, but it

say that they weren’t in a real relationship because they didn’t have

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

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