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?”

a gentle touch, Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you

of such a night seemingly primed for an

and she were on the verge

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 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

tears welled up in Rena’s

and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due to

had been waiting

he had assisted Vera. Some matters were better

had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters of

Waylen’s heart sank.

a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary

“Waylen, you

face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter how hard she

man and a woman,

won’t dare to strike

in the air, she slapped him across

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

tongue across his lips,

kiss her. Yet, Rena

subtle scent of blood mingled

Waylen’s desire to conquer,

find another setting as he

exquisite dress fell

Unless she

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly prolonged

wasn’t until he reached the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and

Today was special.

he belonged entirely to

with unease

of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such

had succumbed to

yearned for a shower, but Waylen

and he drew closer, pressing his lips against the

whispered, “Don’t be so

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

rose to her feet, declaring,

and she found

hand, he revealed, “52 carats.

burned with intensity as he

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

smiled and remarked, “It’s too small,

fit your

display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept his

was

refused him when he presented the diamond ring for her ring

his charm, her feelings toward him

but the memory of their passionate

the heat of

placed the ring back in the box

she spoke up.

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

Rena remained concerned.

she wasn’t particularly religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it would be

her to take medication, so she would

succumbing to her wishes.

and politely

his frustration

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

his frustration

refused to be taken

quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny

words fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to

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

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

with a mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been sentenced to death

taken aback, and as she swallowed the water

about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is a girl. She’d better get

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I long for

tender moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking

return to

life. She took

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

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even passed as

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

a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go back

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay

on his lips.

She lay down

over her, causing her to appear particularly

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

angry that she threw a pillow

comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t

this for a long time. At this moment, they seemed to go back to the

was in a

Waylen leaned in and kissed her,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence,

and affectionate Juliette, caught sight of him, she 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 even

“It’s okay. I’ll go

Juliette’s eyes as she

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

understood what Juliette

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

on the

the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the

then playfully teased his sister. “Taking three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t

emerged from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around

“Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to

embrace, Cecilia uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

you didn’t tell me. You

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

a relationship, but it

you meant to say that they weren’t in a real relationship because they

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

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