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

moment, the weight of such a night seemingly primed

he and she were on the verge

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

tears

Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome

been

him and he had assisted Vera.

now that they had reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

surged. “Waylen, you

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

the dance of love between a man and a woman,

won’t dare to strike you!” Rena

in the air, she slapped

that vast expanse, it felt as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps.

across his lips,

head, yearning to kiss

blood

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

find another setting as he claimed her in

fell

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

lingered, stretching

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

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

heavy with unease

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

succumbed

body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay

her movements, and he drew closer, pressing his lips

he whispered, “Don’t be

he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of

his intentions and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m going to take a

she

hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do you like

with intensity as

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

and remarked, “It’s too small,

deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your ring

from him. If she were sensible, she would accept his gesture

that was the old

never refused him when he presented

charm, her feelings toward

their passionate encounter lingered,

the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to

in the box and closed

of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not in the safe

A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before

Rena remained concerned.

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

Waylen didn’t want her to take

pressed her, eventually succumbing to her wishes.

nodded gratefully and politely

chuckled, his frustration

he pinched her chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during

expressed his

to be

of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I

and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

wallet, and left to buy the necessary

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

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

into her ear,

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

father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long for it with all my

tender moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking in a stern

to

life. She took three sleeping pills

is having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed as attempt at

was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father

and sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested,

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

opted not to respond. She lay

over her, causing

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

was so angry that she threw a

but you have

long time. At this moment,

in a

leaned in and kissed her, murmuring softly,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

affectionate Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior

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

welled up in Juliette’s

she stopped him, as if on the verge of

Juliette

to Dad later.” With

he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head with a

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

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

the quilt, throwing her arms

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

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

sister’s head, as a mischievous

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

you meant to say that they weren’t in a real

shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship

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