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?”

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

of such

and she were on the verge of

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 nobody, am expected to acquiesce,

these words, tears welled up in

Vera’s divorce

had been

him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were better

that they had reached this point, they should cease discussing

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

“Waylen,

it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking

a man and a woman, a battle fought with intellect

won’t dare to strike you!” Rena declared

the air, she slapped him across the

leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice

his tongue across his lips,

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

scent of blood mingled with

display of aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He

find another setting as he claimed her in such

dress fell to

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

encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly prolonged

up in his arms and carried her

Today was special.

night, he belonged

heavy with unease

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

they had succumbed to their

felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held

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

“Don’t be

his suit pants from the edge of the

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

and she found herself enveloped in his

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

gaze burned with intensity as he fixed his

it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was not

“It’s too

fit your ring finger. Give it

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

was the old

refused him when he presented the diamond ring for her

his charm, her feelings toward

but the memory of their passionate encounter

a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she

back in the box

of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not in

and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills. I didn’t come inside

Rena remained concerned.

believed that if she were to become pregnant, it

Waylen didn’t want her to take medication,

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

and politely

chuckled, his frustration

like you deny yourself the pleasure

his frustration

be taken

quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny

and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

wallet, and left

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

closed the door behind him, poured her a glass of warm

water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear,

as she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a pang of

tenderly, his fingers caressing the 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

Rena’s body stiffened.

for me, Rena. I long for it with all

this tender moment, Waylen’s

was Korbyn, speaking in a

to Duefron

her own life. She took three

an affair,

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as

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

sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

deep affection for Cecilia, she

gaze fixed on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You

She lay down on the

washed over her, causing her

a low voice, “We’ve

was so angry that she threw a pillow to

into the quilt to tease her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that

to her like this for a long time.

in

and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that had settled

savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and has even taken three sleeping

her, “It’s okay. I’ll go check on

Juliette’s

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

Juliette wanted

“Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad

the door open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head

the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt

But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of

emerged from beneath the quilt,

and saying softly, “Are you attempting to

uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

and you didn’t tell me. You even

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

a relationship, but it doesn’t

“So, you 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

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