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?”

delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena,

of such a night seemingly primed for

and she were

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? 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.

tears welled up

and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due to

had been waiting

with him and he had assisted Vera.

now that they had reached this point, they

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

surged. “Waylen,

face, rendering Rena incapable of

love between a man and a woman, a battle fought

to strike you!”

the air, she slapped him across the

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

ran his tongue across his

to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted

subtle scent of blood

to conquer,

himself and couldn’t wait to find another

dress fell to the

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

encounter lingered, stretching out into

of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the

Today was special.

this night, he

with unease

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

they had succumbed to

She yearned for a shower, but Waylen

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

“Don’t be so distant with

the edge of the bed, and a

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

back, and she found herself enveloped

a diamond ring in hand, he revealed, “52

as he fixed his eyes

ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was not the

smiled and remarked, “It’s too small,

your ring finger.

If she were sensible, she would accept

was the old

that fateful Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings

declining, but the memory of their passionate

in the heat of the moment. Worried, she

the ring back in the box and closed

of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not

up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need

Rena remained concerned.

to become pregnant, it would be fate, and

her to take

to her wishes. “I’ll buy it

and

his frustration

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

his

to be taken advantage

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

Waylen’s desire

This woman…

wallet, and left to buy

had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French window, she

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

it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into

aback, and as she swallowed the water

gender, but it’ll be better if it is a

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I long for it with all

moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking

return to

has tried to take her own life. She took three sleeping

“Harold is having an affair, and that woman came

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as attempt

be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his

and sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she

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

She lay down on the bed,

over her, causing her to appear particularly

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

angry that she

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

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

in

to resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

a private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that

beautiful and affectionate Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and has

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

up in Juliette’s eyes as

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

understood what Juliette wanted

to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended

door open, he found Cecilia lying on the

on the edge of the bed, attempting to

pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread, it would bring shame to the

quilt, throwing her arms around

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

Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

his sister’s head, as a

did have a relationship, but it doesn’t count.

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

meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that

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