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?”

in a hoarse voice laced with

weight of such a night seemingly primed for

she were on the

meet his 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

words, tears

had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome

had been

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

that they had reached this point, they should cease discussing

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

anger surged. “Waylen,

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

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

I won’t dare to strike you!”

those words hanging in the air, she slapped him

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

his lips,

head, yearning to kiss her. Yet,

of blood mingled with

display of aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer,

himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting as

fell

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

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried

Today was special.

this night, he

heavy with unease after

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

succumbed to

for a shower, but

he drew closer, pressing his lips against the back

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant

the edge

her feet, declaring, “I’m

pulled her back, and she found herself enveloped in

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

intensity as he

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

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

it’ll fit your ring finger. Give

If she were

that was

refused him when he presented the diamond ring

retained his charm,

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

hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried,

the ring back in the box and

moment of silence, she spoke

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

Rena remained concerned.

wasn’t particularly religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and she would embrace

Waylen didn’t want her to take medication,

her, eventually succumbing to

and

chuckled, his frustration

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

expressed his

refused to be taken advantage

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

words fueled Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the

he returned, Rena had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the

her a glass of

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

swallowed the water and pill, she experienced

Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is a girl. She’d better

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long

moment,

Korbyn, speaking in

return to

take her own life. She took

What happened?” “Harold is having an affair, and that woman came to

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as

be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t explicitly

a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go

Rena overheard the conversation.

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

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

She lay down on the bed, closing her

her, causing her

but kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done

so angry that she threw a pillow

put 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

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

was in

Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and

“It’s okay. I’ll go

Juliette’s

making his way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge of saying something,

understood what Juliette

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

Cecilia lying on the

the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away,

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 shame to the Fowler

from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around

softly, “Are you

Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

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

it

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

to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship

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