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?”

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

the weight of such

and she were

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,

these words, tears welled up

Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due

had been waiting

with him and he had assisted

they had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters of

Waylen’s heart sank.

voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary

surged. “Waylen, you

strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of

between a man and a woman, a battle

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

words hanging in the air,

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

tongue across his lips, savoring the

kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and fiercely sank her teeth

blood mingled

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

wait to find another setting as he claimed her in such a primal

exquisite dress fell to the

retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression,

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into

He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in a frenzy of

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

with unease after

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

had succumbed to

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

be so distant with me,

suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a small box

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

back, and she

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

as he fixed his

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

remarked, “It’s too

“Perhaps it’ll fit your ring

display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept his gesture happily and marry

was

him when he presented the diamond ring for her

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him

memory of their passionate encounter

he hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the

back in the

of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not in

coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need

Rena remained concerned.

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

to take medication, so

he pressed her, eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll buy

and politely replied, “Thank

his

deny yourself the

his

to be taken

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

fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

wallet, and left to buy the necessary

already taken a bath and attended to

glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and handed

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

she swallowed 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

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long for

tender moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking

return to

her own life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother

“Harold is having an affair, and that

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed as attempt at

hunch that Rena was

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should

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

respond. She lay down on the bed, closing her

causing her to appear particularly

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

was so angry that she threw a pillow to

the quilt to tease her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about

talked to her like this for a long time. At this moment, they seemed to go

in a

and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

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

mother, assuring her, “It’s okay.

Juliette’s eyes as

she stopped him, as if on the verge of

understood what Juliette wanted to

I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With that,

open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head

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

But don’t

emerged from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around

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

his embrace, Cecilia uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

caressing his sister’s head, as

did have a relationship, but it doesn’t

say that they weren’t in a

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

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