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?”

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

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

and she were on

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

words, tears

and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due to

had been waiting for

he had assisted Vera. Some matters

that they had reached this point, they should

Waylen’s heart sank.

face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings you

anger surged. “Waylen, you despicable

rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter how hard she

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

I won’t dare to strike you!” Rena

the air, she slapped him

frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After

his

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

subtle scent of blood mingled with

display of aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness and an overwhelming

himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting as he claimed her in such a primal

fell to the

she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

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

Today was special.

night, he

with unease after

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

they had succumbed

body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with me a

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

“Don’t be so distant with me,

grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the

intentions and rose to her feet,

and she found

a diamond ring in hand, he revealed, “52

as he fixed his eyes on

her middle finger. Of course, it

“It’s

it’ll fit your ring finger. Give it a

flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept his gesture

was

Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him when he presented the diamond ring for

retained his charm, her feelings toward

but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she

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

placed the ring back in the box and closed

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

flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding.

Rena remained concerned.

she believed that if she were to become pregnant,

didn’t want her to take medication, so she

he pressed her, eventually succumbing to her

nodded gratefully and politely replied,

his

you deny yourself

his

to be

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

Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left

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

of warm water, retrieved a pill, and handed

it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not

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

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

for me, Rena. I long

tender moment, Waylen’s

was Korbyn, speaking

return to

life. She took three sleeping

is having an affair, and that woman came to

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even

that Rena was somehow

sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she suggested,

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

respond. She lay down on the bed,

washed over her, causing her to

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

angry that she threw a

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 you don’t care about it.

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

was in a

to resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

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

“It’s okay. I’ll go

up in Juliette’s eyes as she

she stopped him, as if on

Juliette wanted to

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

the door open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed,

on the edge of the bed, attempting to pull

dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread,

the quilt, throwing

gently caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like a

uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

with Harold, and you didn’t tell

reclined against the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s

a relationship, but it doesn’t count. Rena’s first

to say that they weren’t in a

“A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that

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