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?”

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

for a moment, the weight of such a

were on the

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

uttered these words, tears welled

Joseph and Vera’s

had been waiting for

and he had assisted Vera. Some

that they had reached this point, they should cease discussing

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

surged. “Waylen,

and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter how hard she

between a man and a woman, a battle fought with intellect

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

hanging in the air, she slapped him across the

though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a

his tongue across his lips, savoring

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

scent of blood

Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness and

contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting

exquisite dress fell to

he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent

stretching out into a

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

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely

was heavy with

the feeling of discomfort, particularly

they had succumbed to their

permeated Rena’s body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen

he drew closer, pressing his lips against the back

be so distant with me,

pants from the edge of

her feet, declaring, “I’m going to take a

her back, and she found

ring in hand, he revealed, “52 carats.

as he fixed

ring and gently slid it onto her middle

remarked, “It’s too

fit your ring finger. Give it

him. If she were sensible, she would accept his

was the

she would have never refused him

his charm,

declining, but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t

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

in the box and closed

silence, she spoke up. “I’m not in

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.

if she were to become pregnant, it would be

want her to take

eventually succumbing to her wishes.

nodded gratefully and politely

his

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

his

refused to be taken advantage

the quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny it. It’s indeed

Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

his wallet, and left to buy the necessary

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

door behind him, poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and handed it to

finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been sentenced to death in your

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

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.

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

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

speaking in a stern

to Duefron

has tried to take her own life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother is

is having an affair, and that woman

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed

Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if

cigarette and sighed. “I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested,

lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her so

lay down on the bed,

over her, causing her to appear

kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little

was so angry that she

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

like this for a long time. At

was in a

and kissed her, murmuring softly, “I’m

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere

had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and has even taken three sleeping

her, “It’s okay. I’ll

up in Juliette’s eyes as she

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

Juliette wanted to

her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to

Cecilia lying on the bed, covering

on the edge of the bed, attempting

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

beneath the quilt,

“Are you attempting to harm yourself or just

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

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

have a relationship, but it

that they weren’t in a real relationship because they didn’t

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

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