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?”

her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena,

weight of such a night

she were on the verge of

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

these words, tears welled up in

believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce

been waiting for

that, she had pleaded with him and he had

that they had reached this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

surged. “Waylen, you despicable

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

of love between a man and a woman,

won’t dare to strike you!” Rena declared

air, she slapped him

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

his tongue across his lips, savoring the peculiar

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

subtle scent of blood

desire to conquer,

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

exquisite dress fell to the

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

lingered, stretching out into

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

Today was special.

he belonged

air was heavy with unease after

discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not

succumbed

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

closer, pressing his lips against the

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant with

pants from the edge of the bed,

his intentions and rose to her

back, and she found herself

he revealed, “52 carats. Do you

burned with intensity as he

the ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger.

remarked, “It’s

it’ll fit your ring finger. Give it

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

was the

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

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him

passionate

in the

back in the box and

moment of silence, she spoke up. “I’m

up his handsome face, and he coughed

Rena remained concerned.

she were to become pregnant,

to take medication, so she

to her wishes.

and politely

chuckled, his frustration

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

his

refused to be taken

him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t

words fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

and left to

taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French window, she

him, poured her a glass of warm water,

mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another

as she swallowed the

“I want to be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender,

Rena’s body stiffened.

for me, Rena. I long for it with all my

this tender moment, Waylen’s

was Korbyn, speaking in

return to

her own life. She took three sleeping pills and

“Harold is having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as attempt at

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

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested, “You should stay

appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her

opted not to respond. She lay down

her, causing her to appear particularly

her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much

angry that she threw a pillow

her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just admit it, where else can you enjoy a handsome

time. At this moment, they

in

and kissed her,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler

a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything

assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll go check on

welled up in Juliette’s eyes

him, as if on the verge

what Juliette wanted to

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

door open, he found Cecilia lying on

bed, attempting to pull the quilt away, but she

don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist

emerged from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms

saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

reclined against the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s

it doesn’t count. Rena’s

to say that they weren’t in a real relationship

emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants he dines

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