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

weight of such a night seemingly primed for

he and she were on the

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 same holds true for what transpired between Tyrone and Hyatt. You relish the control that your position affords

words, tears welled up

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

been

and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were

reached this point, they should cease discussing

Waylen’s heart sank.

barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike

anger surged. “Waylen, you

pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena

a man and a woman,

to

the air, she slapped

felt as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice more, causing him to

his tongue across his

lowered his head, yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena

of blood

Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled

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

exquisite dress fell to

she remained partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his

time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly

of relief. He scooped her up in his arms

Today was special.

night, he

with unease after their passionate

of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not suitable for

they had succumbed

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

drew closer, pressing his lips against the

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant with me,

his suit pants from the edge of

her feet, declaring, “I’m going to

her back, and she found herself

in hand, he

intensity as he

slid it onto her middle

remarked, “It’s too small, not quite

eyes deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your

a rare display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept his gesture happily and

was the old

him when

Waylen retained his charm, her

the memory of their passionate encounter lingered,

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

in the

silence, she spoke

understood her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills. I didn’t come inside

Rena remained concerned.

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

want her to take medication, so she would acquire it

eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll

nodded gratefully and politely replied,

chuckled, his frustration

feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex.

his frustration

be

lifted the quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom,

actions and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the

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

a glass of warm water, retrieved

whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not

as she swallowed the water and pill, she

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

baby for me, Rena. I long for it with

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking in a stern

return to

own life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother

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

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed as

matter needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested, “You

as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After

opted not to respond. She lay down on the

over her, causing

low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much and my legs are a

was so angry that she threw

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.

like this for a long time.

was in

Waylen leaned in and kissed her,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and has even

his mother, assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll go

Juliette’s eyes as

if on the verge of saying something, but ultimately

understood what Juliette wanted to

I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With

he found Cecilia lying on

attempting to pull the quilt away, but

teased his sister. “Taking three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to

the quilt, throwing her

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

uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

Harold, and you didn’t tell

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

did have a relationship, but it doesn’t count.

meant to say that they weren’t in a real relationship because

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

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