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

moment, the weight of such a night seemingly primed

she were on the

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

words, tears welled up in Rena’s

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

been waiting

pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters

this point, they should cease discussing

Waylen’s heart sank.

do you wish to strike me? Like

anger surged. “Waylen, you despicable

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

man and

I won’t dare to

air, she slapped him

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

ran his tongue across his lips, savoring

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

of blood mingled

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

another setting as he claimed

fell to

impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into

the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in a

Today was special.

he

with

of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed

succumbed

unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held

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

whispered, “Don’t be

grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a small

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

pulled her back, and she found herself enveloped in

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

intensity as he fixed his eyes

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

smiled and remarked, “It’s

it’ll fit your ring finger.

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

was the old

refused him when he presented the

charm, her

passionate

hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the

in the box

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

A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth

Rena remained concerned.

she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it

her to take

to her wishes. “I’ll buy

gratefully and

chuckled, his frustration

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

expressed his frustration

be taken advantage

in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny it. It’s indeed

fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

his wallet, and left to buy

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

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

embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I

she swallowed the water and pill, she

father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is a girl.

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I long for

this tender moment, Waylen’s

Korbyn, speaking

to Duefron

her own life. She took three sleeping pills and

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

Waylen felt helpless.

even

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

sighed. “I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

her deep affection for Cecilia, she

Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he

lay down on the

her, causing her to

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

that she threw

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

for a long time. At this moment,

in

resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

entering the Fowler residence,

of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your

his mother, assuring her, “It’s okay.

in Juliette’s eyes as

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

what Juliette wanted to

explain everything to Dad later.” With that,

open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering

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

playfully teased his sister. “Taking 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, it would bring shame to the Fowler

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around

her distress, gently caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like a

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

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

it

say that they weren’t in a real relationship because they didn’t

course” expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By

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