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 hoarse voice laced with

the weight of

and she were on the verge of

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

words, tears welled

believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was

had been waiting

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

that they had reached this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

“Waylen,

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

a man and a woman, a battle fought with intellect

dare to strike

air,

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

across his lips, savoring

his head, yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena

blood mingled with

her display of aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled

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

dress fell to

remained partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she

lingered, stretching out into a particularly

Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom,

Today was special.

night, he belonged

was heavy with unease after their

couldn’t shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena,

they had succumbed

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

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

whispered, “Don’t be

over, he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the

intentions and rose to her

pulled her back, and she found herself enveloped

in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do you like

with intensity as

her middle finger.

smiled and remarked, “It’s too small,

your

this as a rare display of flattery from him. If she were

was

Day, she would have never refused him when he

Waylen retained his charm, her

their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t voice her

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

back in the box and

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

he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to

Rena remained concerned.

religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant,

take medication, so she

her, eventually succumbing to her

nodded gratefully and politely replied,

his

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

his

to be

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

fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the

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

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 in

aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill,

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long for

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking in a

return to Duefron

her own life. She took

an affair, and that woman came

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even

had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t

sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

her deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested,

smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her

opted not to respond. She lay down

washed 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

that she threw a pillow to

were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just admit it, where

time. At this moment, they seemed to

in a

and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

boarded a private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the

found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She

her, “It’s okay. I’ll go check on

in Juliette’s eyes

his way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge of saying something, but

Juliette

everything to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended to the

Cecilia lying on the bed, covering

the edge of the bed, attempting to pull

sister. “Taking three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms

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

Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

his sister’s head,

it doesn’t count.

they weren’t in a real

doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a

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