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

of such a night

were

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

these words, tears welled

that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was

been waiting

that, she had pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were better

had reached this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if

anger surged. “Waylen,

and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp,

the dance of love between a man and a woman, a battle fought with intellect

to strike you!” Rena

those words hanging in the air, she slapped him across the

expanse, it felt as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena

his lips,

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

subtle scent of blood

conquer,

couldn’t wait to find another setting as he

exquisite dress fell

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

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly prolonged

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

Today was special.

he belonged entirely to

with

particularly

had succumbed

permeated Rena’s body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a

and he drew closer, pressing

be

his suit pants from the edge of

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

her back, and she found herself enveloped

in hand, he revealed, “52 carats.

with intensity as he fixed his

her middle finger. Of

and remarked, “It’s too small, not quite

fit your ring finger. Give it a

If she were sensible, she would accept his gesture happily and marry

that was

have never refused him when he presented the diamond ring for

charm, her feelings

the memory of their passionate encounter

condom in the heat of the

the ring back in

silence, she spoke up.

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

Rena remained concerned.

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

want her to take medication, so she would acquire

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

nodded gratefully and politely

his frustration

he pinched her chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself

his frustration

be

headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I

fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

his wallet, and left to buy the necessary

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

her a glass of warm

gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth

was taken aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced

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.

Rena. I long for

this tender moment, Waylen’s

was Korbyn, speaking in a stern

to

take her own life. She took three sleeping pills

having an affair, and that woman came to

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as attempt at

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

“I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

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

lips.

opted not to respond. She lay

her, causing

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

she threw a pillow to

You were also very comfortable, but you

time. At this moment, they seemed to go back

was in a

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

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

boarded a private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed

savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister.

comforted his mother, assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll

welled up in Juliette’s

way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the

understood what Juliette wanted to

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

Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head with

the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away, but she

you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread, it would bring shame to

beneath the quilt, throwing her

head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm

embrace, Cecilia uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

gently caressing his sister’s

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

skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they weren’t in

“of course” expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants

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