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, do you still hold resentment toward

remained silent for a moment, the weight of such a

she were on the

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.

these words, tears welled up in Rena’s

truth, Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s

been

he had assisted Vera. Some matters were

now that they had reached this point, they should cease discussing

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

anger surged. “Waylen, you

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

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

to strike

words hanging in the air,

only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice more, causing him to

ran his tongue across his lips, savoring the peculiar

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

blood mingled

Waylen’s desire to conquer,

wait to find another setting

exquisite dress fell to the

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

stretching out into a

until he reached the 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.

this night, he belonged

heavy with unease after their passionate

particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not suitable for

they had succumbed to

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

halted her movements, and he drew closer, pressing his

“Don’t be so distant with me,

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

his intentions and rose to her

her back, and she found herself enveloped in his

in hand, he revealed, “52 carats.

burned with intensity as he fixed

accepted the ring and gently slid it onto her middle

“It’s too small, not

“Perhaps it’ll fit your ring finger. Give it

as a rare display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept

that was

him when he presented the diamond ring for

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him had

of their passionate encounter

in the heat of the moment.

the ring back in the

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

immediately understood her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control

Rena remained concerned.

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

Waylen didn’t want her to take medication, so she would acquire

he pressed her, eventually succumbing to her wishes.

and politely replied,

chuckled, his

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

expressed his

to be

and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I

actions and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the necessary

taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the

closed the door behind him, poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved a

into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth

aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a pang of

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I

this tender moment,

speaking in

return to

life. She took three sleeping pills and your

an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as

resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the

and sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay

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

She lay down on the bed, closing her

over her, causing her to

low voice, “We’ve

she threw a

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

time.

was in a

in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that had

the beautiful and affectionate Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything

her, “It’s okay. I’ll go

Juliette’s eyes as

way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge

understood what Juliette wanted

everything to Dad

the door open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head with

bed, attempting to pull the quilt away,

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

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms

her distress, gently caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or

Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous smile adorned his

but it doesn’t count. Rena’s

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

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

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