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?”

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

for a moment, the weight of such

were on the verge

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

words, tears welled up

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

had been waiting

with him and he had

point, they should cease discussing matters

Waylen’s heart sank.

do you wish to strike me?

anger surged. “Waylen,

handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free

love between a man and a

to strike you!” Rena

air, she

though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze

his lips, savoring

kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and

of blood

Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness and

and couldn’t wait to find another

dress fell to the

impeccable 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

Today was special.

he belonged entirely to

with unease

shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not suitable for

they had succumbed

slight chill permeated Rena’s body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but

drew closer, pressing his lips against the back

“Don’t be

grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the bed,

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

and she found

diamond ring in hand, he revealed, “52 carats.

intensity as he

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

and remarked, “It’s too small,

deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your ring finger.

a rare display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she

that was the old

refused him when he presented the diamond

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward

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

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

in the

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

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

Rena remained concerned.

she were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and she

take medication, so she

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

and politely replied,

chuckled, his

he pinched her chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way during the

his

to be taken advantage

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

Waylen’s desire

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy

attended to herself. Standing by the French window, she

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

finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have

aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill,

“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 princess

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long for it

tender moment,

speaking in

return to

her own life. She took three sleeping pills

“Harold is having an affair, and that woman

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as

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

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

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

on his lips. After a long while,

respond. She lay down on the

causing her to appear particularly

in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much and

she threw a pillow to

you

long time. At

in a

to resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

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

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

in Juliette’s eyes as

if on the verge of saying something, but ultimately

Juliette wanted

I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With that, Waylen

on the bed, covering

the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away,

pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself

from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around

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

Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

had a relationship with Harold, and you didn’t tell

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

but it doesn’t count.

you meant to say that they weren’t

expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a

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