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, do you still hold resentment toward me

of such a night seemingly

and she were on the verge

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

words, tears welled up in

Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome

had been waiting for

and he

now that they had reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of

was the dance of love between a man and a

I won’t dare to strike you!”

hanging in the air,

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

across his

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

of blood

aggression ignited 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 such

exquisite dress fell to

Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of his

stretching out into

relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in a frenzy of passionate

Today was special.

this night, he belonged

was heavy with unease

of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed

they had succumbed to

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

and he drew closer, pressing his

be so

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

his intentions and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m going

she found herself enveloped in his

a diamond ring in hand, he

gaze burned with intensity as he fixed

accepted the ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was

and remarked, “It’s

your ring finger. Give it a

display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she

that was the old

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

charm, her

of their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t voice

the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to purchase

back in the box and

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

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

Rena remained concerned.

to become pregnant, it would be

her to take

pressed her, eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll

gratefully and politely replied,

chuckled, his frustration

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

expressed his frustration

refused to be taken advantage

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

fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

wallet, and left to

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

a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and

it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I

was taken aback, and as she swallowed the water

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 princess and won’t let anyone bully

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long for it with

tender moment, Waylen’s

speaking in a stern

return to

to take her own life. She took three sleeping

an affair, and that woman came to

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even passed as attempt

hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his

sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay

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

She lay down on the bed, closing

washed over her, causing her to

“We’ve

she threw a pillow

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. Just admit it, where else can you enjoy a handsome man like

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

was in

Waylen leaned in and kissed her,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

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

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

welled up in Juliette’s eyes

him, as if on the verge of

Juliette wanted to

everything to Dad later.” With that,

Cecilia lying on the

on the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away, but

then playfully teased his sister. “Taking three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now.

from beneath the quilt,

her head and saying softly, “Are you

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

“What’s wicked about me?”

you didn’t tell me. You

his sister’s head,

but it doesn’t count. Rena’s

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

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

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