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?”

hoarse voice laced with

the weight of such a

were on the verge

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

words, tears welled up in Rena’s

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

had been waiting for

him and he had

reached this point, they should cease discussing

Waylen’s heart sank.

above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple,

surged. “Waylen, you despicable

and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free

the dance of love between a man and

I won’t dare to strike you!” Rena declared

air, she slapped

of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his

tongue across his

kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and

subtle scent of blood

conquer,

hardly contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting as he claimed her in

dress fell to

she observed his

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a

he reached the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

was heavy with unease

particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not

they had succumbed

for a shower, but Waylen held her back,

movements, and he drew closer, pressing

“Don’t be so distant with me,

the edge of

to her feet, declaring, “I’m

her back, and she found

he revealed, “52 carats. Do

with intensity as he fixed his eyes

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

“It’s too small, not

your ring finger.

from him. If she were sensible, she

was the old

Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings

contemplated declining, but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she

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

back in the box and

spoke up. “I’m

he coughed awkwardly

Rena remained concerned.

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

to take medication, so she would acquire

succumbing to her wishes.

gratefully and politely

his

like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during

expressed his frustration

to be taken

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

and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

wallet, and left

attended to herself. Standing by

her a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and

whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth

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

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 anyone

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I long for it with

tender moment, Waylen’s

Korbyn, speaking in a

return to Duefron

life. She took three sleeping

is having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even passed

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

and sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested,

a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a

to respond. She lay down

causing

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

was so angry that she threw

and put his hand into the quilt to tease her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you

to her like this for a long time. At this moment, they

in

in and kissed her, murmuring softly, “I’m

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

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

“It’s

welled up in Juliette’s

his way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on

what Juliette wanted to

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

lying on the bed, covering her

of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away,

pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a

the quilt, throwing her arms

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

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

and you didn’t tell me. You even date

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

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

you meant to say that they weren’t

a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants he dines

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