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?”

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

of

he and she were on the verge of

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

tears welled up

and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable

had been waiting

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

now that they had reached this point, they should cease discussing

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

surged. “Waylen,

face, rendering

man and a woman, a battle fought

to strike you!” Rena

air, she slapped him across

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

across his lips, savoring

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

of blood mingled with

to conquer, He

another setting as he claimed her in such a primal

dress fell to the

she observed his expression, she

stretching out into a particularly prolonged

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

was heavy with unease after their passionate

feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such

succumbed to

unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with me a

he drew closer, pressing his lips against

“Don’t be so distant with

pants from the edge of the

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

she found

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

intensity as he fixed

it onto her middle finger. Of

remarked, “It’s too small, not

“Perhaps it’ll fit your ring finger. Give

a rare display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she

that was the old

have never refused him when

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him had

memory of their passionate encounter

in the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to purchase contraception

ring back in

silence, she spoke up. “I’m not in

crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills. I didn’t

Rena remained concerned.

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

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

pressed her, eventually succumbing to

gratefully and politely replied, “Thank

his frustration

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

expressed his

to be

for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t

Waylen’s desire

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the

and attended

her a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and handed it to

embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena,

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

as he softly added, “I want to 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 and unlined face. We’ll raise her as

Rena’s body stiffened.

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

moment, Waylen’s

was Korbyn, speaking

to

life. She took

happened?” “Harold is having an

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even passed

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

“I have to go

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she

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

She lay down on

causing her

voice, “We’ve done it a little too much

she threw a pillow

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

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

was in a

and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and has

assuring her, “It’s okay.

up in Juliette’s eyes as she

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

Juliette

and reassured her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to

Cecilia lying on the bed, covering

attempting

dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news

from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around

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

Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

sister’s head, as a mischievous

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

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

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

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