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?”

in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward

a moment, the weight of such a night

he and she were on

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’s

truth, Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce

had been waiting for

him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were

they had reached this point,

Waylen’s heart sank.

barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings you solace. Scratch

surged. “Waylen,

her hand and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter how

love between a man and a woman, a battle fought with intellect

I won’t dare to strike you!” Rena declared

the air, she slapped

leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena

across his

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

scent of blood

to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness and an

himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting as he

dress fell to the

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

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

with unease after their passionate

off the feeling of discomfort, particularly

succumbed to

she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower,

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

whispered, “Don’t be so distant with

his suit pants from the edge

rose to her

she found herself enveloped in his

ring in hand, he

as he fixed his eyes

and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was

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

fit your ring finger. Give

him. If she were sensible, she would accept his

that was the old

refused him when he presented the diamond ring for her

Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him had

the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t voice her

she recalled that he hadn’t used a condom in the heat

in

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

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

Rena remained concerned.

to become pregnant, it

to take medication,

succumbing to her wishes.

gratefully and politely replied,

his

like you deny yourself the

his

refused to be taken

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

words fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

wallet, and left

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

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

bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her

as she swallowed the water and pill, she

“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 face. We’ll raise her as a

Rena’s body stiffened.

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

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking in a

to

life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother is

an affair,

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even

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

sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

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

paused, his gaze fixed on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After

lay down on the bed,

washed over her, causing her to appear particularly

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

that she

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 about it. Just admit it, where else can

this for a long time. At this moment,

in

Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive

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

mother, assuring her, “It’s

in Juliette’s eyes

stopped him, as if on the verge of saying something,

what Juliette wanted

and reassured her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad

he found Cecilia lying on the bed,

the edge of the bed, attempting to

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

the quilt, throwing her

you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like a

Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

tell me.

headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous smile adorned

but it doesn’t count. Rena’s

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

adopted an “of course” expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is

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