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?”

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

the weight of such a night seemingly primed for

and she were on the verge of

turned to meet his gaze and spoke with 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 same holds true for what transpired between Tyrone and Hyatt. You relish the control that your position affords you, while I, a mere

words, tears welled up in

and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable

been

pleaded with him and he had assisted

reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

“Waylen, you despicable

handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his

man and a woman, a battle fought with intellect and

to strike you!” Rena

air,

though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze

his lips,

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

subtle scent of blood mingled

aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness

contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting as he

dress fell to the

attire. Unless she observed his expression, she

encounter lingered, stretching

her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in

Today was special.

he belonged

air was heavy with unease after

discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such

succumbed

Rena’s body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen

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

he whispered, “Don’t be so

edge

and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m going to take a

she found

in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do you like

with intensity as

slid it onto her middle finger. Of

remarked, “It’s too small, not

fit your ring finger. Give it

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

that was the old

would have never refused him when he

although Waylen retained his charm, her

but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t

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

ring back in the

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

and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need

Rena remained concerned.

to become pregnant, it would

to take medication, so she would acquire

he pressed her, eventually succumbing to her

gratefully and politely

chuckled, his frustration

deny yourself the pleasure you experience

his frustration

to be taken advantage

in front of him and headed for the

actions and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and left

had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French

door behind him, poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and handed

water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been sentenced to death

swallowed the water and pill, she experienced

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

baby for me, Rena. I long

this tender moment, Waylen’s

was Korbyn, speaking in a stern

return to Duefron

to take her own life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother

is having an affair,

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed as attempt at

this matter needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t explicitly mentioned

and sighed. “I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

her deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should

paused, his gaze fixed on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long

She lay

washed over her, causing her to

couldn’t help but kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve

that she

you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just

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

in

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

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

boarded a private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler

a savior and

his mother, assuring her, “It’s okay.

Juliette’s eyes as she

she stopped him, as if on the verge of saying something, but

what Juliette wanted to

reassured her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to

he found Cecilia lying on

of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away,

survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of

quilt, throwing her arms around her

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

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

his sister’s

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

they weren’t in a real relationship because they didn’t have

adopted an “of course” expression, 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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