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?”

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 what transpired with

weight of such a night seemingly primed

he and she were on the verge

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?

words, tears welled up in Rena’s

and Vera’s divorce was

had been waiting

he had assisted

they had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

surged. “Waylen, you despicable

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

man and

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

words hanging in the air, she

had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena

his tongue across his lips, savoring the

yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and fiercely

scent of blood mingled with

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

wait to find another setting as he claimed

exquisite dress fell

Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of his heightened

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly

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

Today was special.

night, he

was heavy with unease after their

off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed

had succumbed

yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her

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

whispered, “Don’t be so distant with me,

he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a small box fell

his intentions and rose to her feet, declaring,

pulled her back, and she found herself

he revealed,

gaze burned with intensity as

onto her middle finger.

and remarked, “It’s

“Perhaps it’ll fit your ring finger.

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

was

him when he presented the diamond ring

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward

memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and

she recalled that he hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she

back in the

she spoke up. “I’m not

coughed

Rena remained concerned.

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

take medication, so she

her, eventually succumbing to

and

chuckled, his

getting dressed, he pinched her chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way during the act and

his frustration

to be

front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny it.

fueled Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and

bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French

him, poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and

her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been sentenced to death in

and as she swallowed the water

“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 a princess and won’t let

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I long for it

moment,

was Korbyn, speaking

to

her own life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother

an affair, and that woman came

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as attempt

Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father

a cigarette and sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested, “You should stay with

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

lay down on the bed,

causing her to appear

low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much and my legs are

so angry that she threw

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

time.

was in

and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t

her, “It’s okay. I’ll go check

Juliette’s eyes as she

as if on the verge of saying something,

understood what Juliette wanted

to Dad later.”

Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head with a

sat on the edge of the bed, attempting

teased his sister. “Taking three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were

quilt, throwing her

softly, “Are you attempting

his embrace, Cecilia uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

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

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

skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they weren’t in a real relationship

course” 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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