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?”

in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge

the weight of

he and she were on

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

uttered these words, tears welled

that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due to

had been

that, she had pleaded with him and he

that they had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters of

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

“Waylen,

face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter how hard

and a woman, a battle

dare to strike you!”

those words hanging in the air,

the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded

his tongue across his lips, savoring the

head, yearning to kiss her. Yet,

subtle scent of blood mingled with their

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

contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another

dress fell

partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize

intimate encounter lingered, stretching

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

Today was special.

he belonged entirely

was heavy with unease after their passionate

particularly Rena, who believed

succumbed to their

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

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

whispered, “Don’t be so distant

over, he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the bed,

her feet, declaring, “I’m going

back, and she found herself enveloped

ring in hand, he revealed,

as he fixed his eyes on

onto her middle finger. Of course, it was not

“It’s too small, not quite

“Perhaps it’ll fit your ring finger.

a rare display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would

that was

never refused him when he presented the

Waylen retained his charm, her

of their passionate encounter lingered, and

used a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to

placed the ring back in the box and closed

she spoke up. “I’m not

handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before

Rena remained concerned.

were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and

want her to take medication, so she would acquire it

succumbing to her

nodded gratefully and politely replied, “Thank

his

and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex.

his

be

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

fueled Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left

already taken a bath and attended to

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

it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not

aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill, she

be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but

Rena’s body stiffened.

for me, Rena. I

this tender moment, Waylen’s

Korbyn, speaking in

to Duefron

own life. She

What happened?” “Harold is having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even passed as

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

a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she suggested,

smile appeared on his lips. After a long while,

respond. She lay down on the

her, causing her to

“We’ve done it a little too much and my

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

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

was in a

in and kissed her,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

mother, the beautiful and affectionate Juliette, 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 anything all day and has even taken

comforted his mother, assuring her, “It’s

welled up in Juliette’s

him, as if on the verge of

what Juliette wanted to

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

on the

the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away, but

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

from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms

you attempting to harm

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

his sister’s head,

but it doesn’t count. Rena’s first man

you meant to say that they weren’t

shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the

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