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?”

voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold

moment, the weight of such a night seemingly primed for an

and she were on the

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

uttered these words, tears welled up in

Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s

had been

had pleaded with him and he had

had reached this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

wish to strike me? Like any ordinary

surged. “Waylen, you despicable

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

of love between a man and a woman, a

won’t dare to strike you!” Rena

the air, she slapped

that vast expanse, it felt as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his

his tongue across his

to kiss her. Yet, Rena

scent of blood

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

himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting as

fell to the

his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression,

stretching out into a

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

Today was special.

he belonged

air was heavy with unease after their passionate

off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not

succumbed to

unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen

closer, pressing his lips against the back of

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

pants from the edge of the bed, and

to her feet, declaring, “I’m going

her back, and she found

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

intensity as he fixed his eyes on

her middle finger. Of course,

smiled and remarked, “It’s too small,

fit your ring finger.

as a rare display of flattery from him. If she were

was

him when he presented the diamond

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings

their passionate encounter lingered, and she

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

the ring back in the

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

A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before

Rena remained concerned.

she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it would be fate,

to take medication,

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

nodded gratefully and politely replied, “Thank

chuckled, his

you deny yourself

expressed his

to be

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

and words fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

his wallet, and left to buy

bath and attended to herself. Standing

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

into her ear, “Rena,

and as she swallowed the water and pill, she

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I long for it with all my

this tender moment, Waylen’s

speaking in a stern

to Duefron

She took three sleeping pills and your mother is

an affair, and that woman came

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed

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

and sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested, “You

as a faint smile appeared on his lips.

respond. She lay down on

her, causing her to

help but kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a

was so angry that she

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

time. At this moment,

in a

and kissed her, murmuring softly,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all

his mother, assuring her, “It’s okay.

in Juliette’s eyes as

his way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge

Juliette wanted to

to Dad

found Cecilia lying on the bed,

the bed, attempting to pull the quilt

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 spread,

emerged from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms

saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself

uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head,

relationship, but it doesn’t

skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they weren’t in a real relationship because they didn’t

doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is

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