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?”

Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge

silent for a moment, the weight of

and she were on the

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

uttered these words, tears welled

believed that Joseph and Vera’s

had been waiting

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

reached this point, they should cease discussing matters of

Waylen’s heart sank.

face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like

anger surged. “Waylen, you

it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable

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

to strike you!”

in the air, she slapped him across the

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

tongue across his

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

blood mingled with

conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness

and couldn’t wait to find another setting as he claimed her

fell to the

she observed

stretching out

scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their

Today was special.

night, he

with unease

shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed

succumbed

body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading.

pressing his

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant with me,

from the edge of the

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

back, and she found herself enveloped in his

he revealed, “52

intensity as he fixed his eyes

accepted the ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was not the

and remarked, “It’s

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

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

was the

have never refused him when he presented the diamond ring for her

charm, her feelings

contemplated declining, but the memory of their passionate

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

ring back in

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

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

Rena remained concerned.

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

take medication, so she would

succumbing to her wishes.

gratefully and

his

like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way during the act and

expressed his frustration

be taken

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

and words fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the

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

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

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

the water and pill, she

ear, as he softly added, “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

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I long for

tender moment, Waylen’s

Korbyn, speaking in a

return to Duefron

has tried to take her own life. She took three

an affair, and that

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even

resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter,

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

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

paused, his gaze fixed on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her so much, don’t

respond. She lay down on

over her, causing

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

was so angry that she threw a pillow

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

long time. At this moment,

was in

to resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring softly,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

boarded a private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler

savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and has even taken

assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll go check on

in Juliette’s

upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge of saying something, but ultimately remained

what Juliette wanted

to Dad later.” With that, Waylen

open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head with a

attempting to pull the quilt away, but she

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

emerged from beneath the quilt,

saying softly, “Are you

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

“What’s wicked about me?”

relationship with Harold, and you didn’t tell

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

but it doesn’t count. Rena’s first

that they weren’t in a

a relationship. By that logic, is

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