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?”

countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a

moment, the weight of such a night

he and she were on the

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

these words, tears welled up

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

had been

with him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were

had reached this point, they should

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,

surged. “Waylen, you despicable

pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from

man and a woman, a battle

I won’t dare to strike

the air, she slapped him across the

gasps. After a

tongue across his lips, savoring the

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

of blood mingled with their

conquer, He grew impatient, filled

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

dress fell to the

attire. Unless she observed his

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a

reached the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips

Today was special.

this night, he

heavy with unease

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

had succumbed to their

She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading.

closer, pressing his

be so distant

from the edge of

his intentions and rose to her feet, declaring,

her back, and she found

in hand, he

as he fixed his eyes

and gently slid it onto her middle

remarked, “It’s too small, not quite

deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your ring

display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept

was the

never refused him when he presented the diamond ring for her

charm, her feelings toward him had

contemplated declining, but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she

the heat of the

ring back in the box and closed

of silence, she spoke up. “I’m

handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth

Rena remained concerned.

to become pregnant, it would be

want her to take

eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll buy it for

and politely replied, “Thank

chuckled, his

and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way during the

expressed his

refused to be

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

Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to

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

glass of warm

mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not

she swallowed the

fingers caressing the soft flesh behind her ear, as he softly added, “I want to be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender,

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long for it with all my

moment, Waylen’s

was Korbyn, speaking in

to

take her own life. She took three sleeping pills

having an affair, and that

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even passed as attempt at

that Rena was somehow involved in the

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay with

Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long

respond. She lay

washed over her, causing

in a low voice, “We’ve done

so angry that she threw a pillow to

but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just admit it, where else can you enjoy a

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

in a

in and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

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

Juliette’s eyes as she

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

Juliette wanted

“Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad later.”

the door open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed,

sat on the edge of the bed, attempting to pull

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

the quilt,

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?”

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

reclined against the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous smile

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

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

expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship.

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