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?”

delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with

a moment, the weight of such a night seemingly

she were on the verge of

am 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 same holds true for what transpired between Tyrone and Hyatt. You relish the control

uttered these words, tears welled up in

truth, Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due

had been

like that, she had pleaded with him and he had assisted

had reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

continued to caress her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish

“Waylen,

it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking

of love between a man and a woman, a

I won’t dare to strike you!”

hanging in the air, she slapped him across the

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

tongue across his lips, savoring the

gripped her waist tightly and lowered his head, yearning to kiss her.

scent of blood mingled

to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness

and couldn’t wait to find another setting

fell to the

remained partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t

encounter lingered, stretching out

scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

was heavy with unease after their

feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena,

they had succumbed

She yearned for a shower, but

drew closer, pressing his lips against

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant with

edge

to her feet, declaring, “I’m going to

back, and she found herself enveloped in

he revealed,

intensity as

it onto her middle finger.

and remarked, “It’s too

your ring finger. Give it

from him. If she were sensible, she would

was

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

retained his charm, her

their passionate encounter lingered, and she

a condom in the heat of the

in the box and

spoke up. “I’m not

coughed awkwardly before responding. “No

Rena remained concerned.

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

want her to take medication, so she would acquire it

he pressed her, eventually succumbing to

and politely

chuckled, his frustration

“Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex.

expressed his

refused to be

lifted the quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring,

actions and words fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and left to buy

and attended to herself. Standing by the French

poured her a glass of warm water,

mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth

and as she swallowed the water and pill, she

flesh behind her 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 a princess and won’t

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I long for it with

this tender moment,

Korbyn, speaking

to Duefron

She

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

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as attempt

a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if

“I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she

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,

respond. She lay down on the bed,

washed over her, causing her to appear

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

she threw

be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to

her like this for a long time. At this moment, they

in

Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring softly,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

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 taken

her, “It’s

Juliette’s eyes as she

him, as if on the verge

what Juliette

to Dad later.” With

Cecilia lying on the bed, covering

bed, attempting to pull the

you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of

the quilt, throwing her

her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like

uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

didn’t tell me. You

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

but it doesn’t count.

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

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

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