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 tinge

the weight of such a night seemingly primed for

she were on the verge of

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

words, tears

believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due to Waylen’s

been waiting for

him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were better

point, they should

Waylen’s heart sank.

“Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings you solace.

“Waylen, you despicable

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

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

to strike you!” Rena

those words hanging in the air, she slapped him across

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

tongue across his lips, savoring

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

blood mingled

conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness and an

to find another setting

fell to

attire. Unless she observed

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

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

Today was special.

this night, he belonged entirely

heavy with unease

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

had succumbed

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

movements, and he drew closer, pressing his lips against the back of

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant with

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

her feet, declaring, “I’m

pulled her back, and she found herself enveloped in

ring in hand, he revealed,

gaze burned with intensity as he fixed his eyes on

and gently slid it onto her middle finger.

remarked, “It’s too small, not quite

your ring

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

was the old

fateful Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him when he presented the diamond ring

retained his charm, her

memory of their passionate encounter lingered,

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

the ring back in the box and closed

silence, she spoke up. “I’m not in the safe

up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills. I

Rena remained concerned.

were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and she would embrace

her to take medication, so she

to her wishes. “I’ll buy it for

nodded gratefully and politely replied,

chuckled, his frustration

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

expressed his frustration

be

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

words fueled Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and

taken a bath and attended

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

somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into

and as she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a pang

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 a princess

Rena’s body stiffened.

for me, Rena. I long for it

tender moment,

Korbyn, speaking

return to

has tried to take her own life. She

happened?” “Harold is having an affair,

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as

hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even

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

Rena overheard the conversation.

her 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

She lay down on the bed,

over her, causing her to appear

a low voice, “We’ve

that she threw a

hand into 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 it. Just admit it, where else can you enjoy a

long time. At this moment, they seemed to

was in

and kissed her, murmuring softly,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

a private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he

found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t

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

Juliette’s eyes as

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

understood what Juliette wanted to

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

found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head with a

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

“Taking three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now.

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms

“Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to

Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

tell me. You even date her

his sister’s head, as a mischievous smile adorned his

it

“So, you meant to say that they weren’t in a real relationship because they didn’t have

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

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