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 hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me

weight of such a night seemingly primed

were on the verge of

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 control that your position affords you, while

tears welled

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

been waiting

him and he

point, they should cease discussing matters

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

anger surged. “Waylen, you despicable

her hand and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering

between a man and

won’t dare to strike you!” Rena declared

hanging in the air, she slapped

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

ran his tongue across his lips, savoring the peculiar

kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and fiercely

of blood mingled

aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled

contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting as he claimed her in such a primal

dress fell to the

clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression,

encounter lingered, stretching out into a

wasn’t until he reached the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards

Today was special.

he belonged entirely to

heavy with

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

they had succumbed to

slight chill permeated Rena’s body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading.

he drew closer, pressing his lips against the back of

“Don’t be

pants from the edge of the bed, and a

rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m going

back, and she

he revealed, “52 carats.

intensity as he fixed

her middle finger. Of course, it was not

“It’s too

deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your ring finger. Give it

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

that was the old

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

his charm, her feelings

passionate encounter lingered,

used a condom in the heat

ring back in the

spoke up. “I’m

coughed awkwardly before responding. “No

Rena remained concerned.

she wasn’t particularly religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and she

didn’t want her to take medication, so she would acquire it

succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll

nodded gratefully and politely

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

refused to be

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

actions and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left

he returned, Rena had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by

of warm

somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena,

as she swallowed the water

he softly added, “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

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I

this tender moment,

speaking in a

to Duefron

life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother

happened?” “Harold is having an

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even

needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in

a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go back

Rena overheard the conversation.

her deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay with

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

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

washed over her, causing her to appear particularly

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

was so angry that she

“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

a long time. At this

in a

to resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence,

Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go

assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll

in Juliette’s eyes as she

him, as if on the verge of saying something, but ultimately remained

understood what Juliette wanted to

to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended to the

the door open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head

bed, attempting

are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around her

caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying

his embrace, Cecilia uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

gently caressing his sister’s head, as

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

meant to say that they weren’t in a

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

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