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?”

gentle touch, Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me

the weight of such a

and she were on the verge

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

words, tears welled up

Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due to

been waiting for

him and he had assisted Vera.

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

Waylen’s heart sank.

wish

anger surged. “Waylen, you

firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena

a man and a woman, a battle

dare to

those words hanging in the air, she slapped him

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

across his lips, savoring

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

subtle scent of blood mingled with their

Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew

couldn’t wait to find another setting as he

dress fell

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

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a

He scooped her up

Today was special.

he

with unease after their passionate

off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was

they had succumbed to their

a shower, but

he drew closer, pressing his lips against

be so

he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of

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

her back, and she

ring in hand, he

with intensity as he fixed his eyes

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

and remarked, “It’s

your

him. If she

that was

him when he presented the diamond ring for her

now, although Waylen retained his charm,

memory of their passionate encounter lingered,

a condom in the heat of the

placed the ring back in

spoke up. “I’m

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

Rena remained concerned.

wasn’t particularly religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and she

Waylen didn’t want her to take medication, so

he pressed her, eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll buy it for

nodded gratefully and politely

his frustration

you deny yourself the

his frustration

to be

front of him and headed for

and words fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the necessary

and attended to herself. Standing by

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

with a mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear,

she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a pang

“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

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I long for it with all my

moment, Waylen’s

was Korbyn, speaking

to

her own life. She took three sleeping pills and your

happened?” “Harold is having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed as

be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in

“I have to go back

Rena overheard the conversation.

affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay with

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

opted not to respond. She lay down on the bed, closing

over her, causing her

but kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much and my legs are

was so angry that she threw a

chuckled and put his hand 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

long time. At this moment, they seemed to go

in a

and kissed her, murmuring softly, “I’m

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

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

mother, assuring her, “It’s

in Juliette’s eyes as

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

understood what Juliette wanted

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

open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering

attempting to

three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If

quilt, throwing her arms around

saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

tell me. You

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

did have a relationship, but it doesn’t

they weren’t in a real relationship because

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

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