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 gentle touch, Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish,

of such

were on

turned to meet his gaze and spoke with a soft yet resolute voice. “I am bothered by what happened to Tyrone, and it has nothing to do with our relationship but it does 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

words, tears welled up

had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce

had been waiting

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

had reached this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

surged. “Waylen, you

handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his

was the dance of love between a man and a woman, a battle fought with

dare to strike

those words hanging in the air, she slapped him

the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his

across his lips, savoring

his head, yearning to kiss

scent of blood mingled with their

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

another setting as he claimed her in such a

exquisite dress fell

his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression,

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

a sense of relief. He scooped her up

Today was special.

he belonged entirely

with unease

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

had succumbed to their

she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her

movements, and he drew closer, pressing his

be so distant with me,

suit pants from the edge of

his intentions and rose to her feet, declaring,

and she found herself

a diamond ring in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do

burned with intensity as he fixed his eyes

gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of

and remarked, “It’s too

it’ll fit your ring finger. Give it

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

was

Day, she would have never refused him when he presented the diamond ring for her

retained his charm,

of their passionate encounter lingered, and she

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

the ring back in the

she spoke up. “I’m

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

Rena remained concerned.

she wasn’t particularly religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it

take medication, so she would acquire it

pressed her, eventually succumbing to her

and politely

his

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

his

be taken advantage

him and headed for

Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left

had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by

of warm water, retrieved a

into her

as she swallowed the

“I want to be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but

Rena’s body stiffened.

for me, Rena. I long for it with

tender moment,

Korbyn, speaking in a

to Duefron

to take her own life. She took three

“Harold is having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

even

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

“I

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay with

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

to respond. She lay down on the bed, closing her

her, causing her to appear particularly

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

that she threw a

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 it. Just admit it, where else can you enjoy

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

in

in and kissed her, murmuring softly, “I’m

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that had settled

she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go

comforted his mother, assuring her, “It’s okay.

Juliette’s

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

what Juliette wanted to

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

he found Cecilia lying on

edge of the bed, attempting to pull the

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

quilt, throwing her arms around

distress, gently caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

his sister’s head, as a mischievous smile

a relationship, but it doesn’t

to say that they weren’t in a real relationship because they

to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in

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