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 gentle touch, Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of

remained silent for a moment, the weight of such a

he and she were on the verge of

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? 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

words, tears welled up in

Vera’s divorce was an unattainable

been waiting for

that, she had pleaded with him and he

reached this point, they should cease discussing

Waylen’s heart sank.

he continued to caress her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if

surged. “Waylen,

it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp,

of love between a man and a woman, a battle

to strike you!” Rena

hanging in the air, she slapped him across

sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena

his tongue across his lips, savoring the

his head, yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and fiercely sank her teeth

subtle scent of blood

desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness

could hardly contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting as he claimed

fell

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

encounter lingered, stretching out into a

Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards

Today was special.

he belonged entirely to

with

particularly Rena, who

they had succumbed

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

her movements, and he drew closer, pressing his

whispered, “Don’t be so distant

from the edge of the bed,

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

and she

ring in hand, he revealed, “52

gaze burned with intensity as he fixed

the ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of

remarked, “It’s

your ring finger.

as a rare display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept his gesture happily and marry him

that was the old

never refused him when he presented the

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward

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

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

the ring back in the

a moment of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not

immediately understood her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed

Rena remained concerned.

she were to become pregnant, it would be

to take

to her wishes. “I’ll buy it

gratefully and politely

his frustration

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

expressed his

refused to be taken advantage

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

Waylen’s desire

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the

bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French window,

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

mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I

as she swallowed the water and

his fingers caressing the soft flesh behind her ear, as he softly added, “I want to be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender,

Rena’s body stiffened.

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

tender moment, Waylen’s

speaking in

to

life. She took three

an

Waylen felt helpless.

even

was somehow involved in

a cigarette and sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

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

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

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

over her, causing her

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

she threw a pillow

chuckled and put his 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

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

was in a

to resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive

had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little

assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll

in Juliette’s

she stopped him, as if on

understood what Juliette wanted to

her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended to the second

he found Cecilia lying on the

edge of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away,

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 to

from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around her

softly, “Are you attempting to harm

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

caressing his sister’s head,

it doesn’t count. Rena’s first man

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

relationship. By that logic, is Dad in

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