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 a

for a moment, the weight of such a night seemingly primed for

were on 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 I, a mere

tears welled up in Rena’s

and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome

been waiting

that, she had pleaded with him and he had assisted

now that they had reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

he continued to caress her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings you solace. Scratch my

“Waylen, you despicable

face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter how

love between a man and a woman, a battle fought

dare to strike you!” Rena declared

in the air, she slapped him across

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

ran his tongue across his lips,

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

of blood mingled

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

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

fell to the

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

lingered, stretching out

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

Today was special.

he belonged entirely to

was heavy with unease after their

particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was

succumbed

a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with me

halted her movements, and he drew closer, pressing

be so distant with me,

edge of the bed, and a

intentions and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m going to take a

back, and she found herself enveloped in

in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do

intensity as he

gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of

“It’s too

eyes deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your ring finger. Give

she were sensible, she would accept his gesture happily and marry

that was the old

have never refused him when he presented

his charm, her feelings toward

the memory of their passionate encounter

used a condom in the

in the box

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

up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before

Rena remained concerned.

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

Waylen didn’t want her to take medication, so she would acquire it

to her wishes. “I’ll buy

nodded gratefully and politely replied, “Thank

his

I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way during the

his

to be taken advantage

for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny it. It’s indeed very

actions and words fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

and left to buy

and attended to herself. Standing by the French window, she

her a glass of warm water, retrieved

whispering into

the water

soft 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

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long

this tender moment, Waylen’s

speaking in

return to Duefron

own life. She took

an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed as attempt

was somehow involved in

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go back

Rena overheard the conversation.

her deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested,

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

She lay down on

causing her to appear particularly

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

was so angry that she threw a pillow

goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it.

time. At this moment, they seemed to go back to the

in a

resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler

she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and

“It’s okay. I’ll

in Juliette’s eyes

if on the verge of saying something,

what Juliette

I’ll explain everything to Dad later.”

Cecilia lying on the bed,

sat on the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt

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

the quilt, throwing

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

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

relationship with Harold, and you didn’t tell me. You even date

the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head,

a relationship, but it

skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they weren’t in

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

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