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?”

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

a moment, the weight of such a night seemingly

and she were on the verge

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 that your position affords you, while

words, tears welled

truth, Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was

been

him and he had assisted Vera.

that they had reached this point, they should cease discussing

Waylen’s heart sank.

a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings you solace. Scratch

surged. “Waylen, you despicable

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

and a woman, a battle fought

dare to strike you!”

air, she

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

his tongue across his lips, savoring the peculiar

his head, yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and

scent of blood mingled with their

conquer, He

couldn’t wait to find another

dress fell to the

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

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly prolonged

of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips

Today was special.

he

was heavy with

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

had succumbed to their

yearned for a shower, but Waylen

he drew closer, pressing his lips against

whispered, “Don’t be so distant with

edge of the bed, and a small box fell

her

and she

he revealed, “52 carats. Do

intensity as he

accepted the ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course,

remarked, “It’s

deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your ring

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

was the old

have never refused him when he

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward

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

used a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to

in the box and

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

coughed awkwardly before responding.

Rena remained concerned.

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

take medication, so she

eventually succumbing to

and

chuckled, his frustration

pinched her chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during

his

refused to be taken

of him and headed for the

actions and words fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and left to buy

returned, Rena had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the

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

somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been sentenced to death in your

aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill, she

father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it

Rena’s body stiffened.

for me, Rena. I long for it with all my

moment, Waylen’s

speaking

to Duefron

take her own life. She took

happened?” “Harold is having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even

Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t

cigarette and sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

her deep affection for Cecilia, she

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

lay down on the

over her, causing her to appear

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

was so angry that she

very comfortable, but you have

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

in

Waylen leaned in and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive

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

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

Juliette’s eyes

upstairs, she stopped him, as if

what Juliette wanted

smiled and reassured her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad later.”

he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering

the edge of the bed, attempting to

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

from beneath the quilt, throwing her

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

his embrace, Cecilia uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

tell me. You even date her and want to

the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s

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

remained skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they

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

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