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?”

countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena,

weight of such a night seemingly primed for an

he and she were on the verge of

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

uttered these words, tears welled

had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an

had been waiting for

pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters

this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap

“Waylen, you

his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena

between a man and a woman, a battle fought with

to

words hanging in the air, she slapped him across the

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 neck twice more, causing him

across his lips, savoring

kiss her. Yet, Rena

of blood

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

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

fell

retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of his heightened

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

until he reached the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the

Today was special.

this night, he

was heavy with

the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity

succumbed to

she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with me

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

“Don’t be so distant

his suit pants from the edge

his intentions and rose to her

her back, and she found herself enveloped

he revealed, “52 carats. Do you like

burned with intensity as

and gently slid it onto her middle

and remarked, “It’s too small,

fit your ring

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

that was

fateful Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him when he presented the

charm, her feelings toward him

contemplated declining, but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t

condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she

in the box and closed

she spoke

up his handsome face, and he coughed

Rena remained concerned.

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

didn’t want her to take medication, so

to her wishes. “I’ll

and politely replied,

his

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

expressed his

be taken advantage

the quilt in front of him and headed for the

words fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and

had already taken a bath and attended

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

finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her

as she swallowed the water and

“I want to be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender,

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long for

tender moment,

speaking in a

to

life. She took three sleeping

having an

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even passed

this matter needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was

“I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

her deep affection for Cecilia, she

a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long

respond. She lay down on the bed, closing her

over her, causing her to appear

couldn’t help but kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much and my legs are a little

angry that she threw a

tease her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you

hadn’t talked to her like this for a long time. At this moment, they seemed to go

was in

leaned in and kissed her, murmuring softly, “I’m

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that had settled

the beautiful and affectionate Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade

“It’s okay.

welled up in Juliette’s eyes

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

understood what Juliette

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

lying on the bed, covering her

of the bed, attempting

you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now.

emerged from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around

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

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

a relationship with Harold, and you didn’t tell me. You even date her and want to marry

sister’s head,

relationship, but it doesn’t count. Rena’s first man was

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

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

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