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?”

and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me for what transpired with

moment, the weight of

he and she were

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

and Vera’s divorce was

been waiting for

had pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera.

they had reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary

surged. “Waylen, you despicable

his strikingly handsome face, rendering

between a man and a woman, a battle fought with intellect and

think I won’t dare to strike you!” Rena

in the air,

vast expanse, it felt as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause,

tongue across his

tightly and lowered his head, yearning to kiss

blood mingled

aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with

to find another setting as he

dress fell to the

partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of

encounter lingered, stretching

wasn’t until he reached the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in a frenzy of

Today was special.

he belonged entirely

air was heavy with unease after their passionate

discomfort, particularly Rena, who

had succumbed to their

yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading.

movements, and he drew closer, pressing his

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant with

suit pants from the edge of the bed, and

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

she

he revealed,

gaze burned with intensity as he fixed his

her middle finger. Of course, it was

smiled and remarked, “It’s too small, not quite

your ring finger. Give it

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

that was

Day, she would have never refused him when he presented the diamond ring for her

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him

their passionate encounter lingered,

hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she

in the box and closed

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

he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills. I didn’t come

Rena remained concerned.

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

take medication,

her, eventually succumbing to her wishes.

gratefully and

chuckled, his

getting dressed, 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 frustration

to be taken

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

Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

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

attended to herself.

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

into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance?

aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a pang

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.

for me, Rena. I long for

this tender moment,

speaking in a

to Duefron

life. She took three sleeping

having an affair, and that woman

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as attempt

had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in

“I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested,

his gaze fixed on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long

not to respond. She lay

her, causing her to appear particularly

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

angry that she threw a pillow

comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just admit it, where else can you enjoy a handsome man

hadn’t talked to her like this for a long time. At

in

leaned in and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive

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

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

in Juliette’s

making his way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on

understood what Juliette wanted to

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

open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed,

the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away, but

What a survivor you are! But don’t

emerged from beneath the quilt, throwing her

you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

didn’t tell me. You even date her and want to

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

a relationship, but it doesn’t

that they weren’t in a real relationship because they

adopted an “of course” 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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