A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Aline’s lips twitched with anger as she retorted,

“You won’t enjoy smooth sailing and luck forever!”

Rena chose not to engage in an argument. Instead, she inquired, “Where is your child?”

Aline responded with a terrifying expression, “He’s been sent to the nursery!”

Nursery…

Rena understood the implications. It meant that Aline displayed such cruelty!

Though her heart quivered, Aline pretended indifference. She adjusted her makeup in front of the mirror, but it refused to adhere properly to her face. It appeared on the verge of sliding off, and she applied more reluctantly.

Finally, Aline clenched her teeth and declared, “That’s his fate! His sin is not being Joseph’s child!”

Rena was at a loss for words.

In that moment, a man with yellowed teeth and ostentatious gold chains emerged from the men’s room. The instant he spotted Aline, he embraced her, teasing, “How many times have you excused yourself during our meal? Are you experiencing bladder issues?

Aline casually exchanged some vulgar banter with him.

However, as she departed, her visage bore a look of utter despair.

Only Aline herself knew whether she led a fulfilling life or not.

Rena let out a sigh.

She desired to confide in Vera about Aline, but the mere thought of the man’s yellowed teeth made her feel nauseous. She clutched the washbasin, retching for an extended period before finally mustering the strength to look up, her discomfort evident.

She was an adult. Regardless of how careless she could be sometimes, she couldn’t deny the growing suspicion.

Now that she thought about it, her period seemed to be late by ten days already.

Rena placed her hand on her belly, wondering if she carried a child from her encounters with Waylen.

Rena’s countenance grew ashen, her complexion drained of color.

She recollected that on one fateful night, Waylen had been seized by an unexpected passion.

During that moment, she was plunged into a profound slumber, completely vulnerable and defenseless.

He appeared to have inadvertently overlooked the employment of a protective sheath.

Vera approached, her hands delicately cradling her burgeoning belly. Observing the astonished visage etched upon Rena’s countenance, Vera swiftly intuited the situation at hand. Vera inquired in a raspy voice, “Pray, tell me, what course of action do you intend to pursue?”

Rena scrubbed her face vigorously, exerting all her might.

She uttered, “I’m experiencing some digestive distress. I need to visit the hospital.”

In the afternoon, Rena made her way to the hospital, scheduling an appointment and undergoing a blood examination.

The results were revealed within half an hour. As she had surmised, she was carrying a six-week- old embryo within her womb.

Seated within the elongated corridor of the medical facility, Rena extended her hand to tenderly caress her midsection. It was indeed the product of her and Waylen’s union..

Despite the unforeseen circumstances, Rena harbored a desire for this new life.

Furthermore, she yearned to apprise Waylen that this child belonged to both of them. Regardless of the state of affairs between the adults, she possessed no justification to deprive the child of a father or mother.

Rena dialed Waylen’s number.

When the call connected, Waylen responded after a few rings, his voice dripping with gentleness. He inquired, “What’s the matter?”

Rena felt a knot of anxiety tighten within her.

She whispered, “Waylen, I’m pregnant.”

There ensued a brief silence on the other end of the line. Perhaps Waylen, too, was taken aback, yet he swiftly regained his composure and replied, “Where are you now? Send me the address and wait for me there. I’ll be right over.”

Rena assented.

After terminating the call and sending him her address, she stared intently at the test results for a protracted period.

Waylen arrived in under half an hour.

As he approached her, his pace decelerated and he gazed deeply into her eyes. His usual expression had transformed, exuding unadulterated tenderness…

Rena likewise fixated her gaze upon him in tranquil silence.

After an extended interval, he knelt before her, tenderly clasping her hand.

Given the wintry season, Rena’s hands carried a chill. He tenderly warmed her hands and hoarsely uttered, “Rena, let’s get married.”

Without awaiting her response, he led her out of the hospital.

Once inside the vehicle, Rena turned her head and expressed, “I wish to return to my apartment.”

Waylen nodded, pressing down on the accelerator.

In the weeks preceding and following Christmas, snowfall enveloped Duefron incessantly, lending a touch of romance to the heavens.

He maneuvered the car at a leisurely pace, taking fifty minutes to complete what should have been a half-hour journey.

Rena experienced discomfort and retired to bed promptly upon their arrival home.

Waylen did not depart.

He beseeched Jazlyn to procure a set of documents so he could work from Rena’s apartment. He also requested the Fowlers’ house servant to bring some light refreshments here… He waited with unwavering patience and gentleness for her to awaken.

Rena slumbered for an extended duration and only roused from her sleep at nine o’clock in the evening.

Waylen caught wind of the commotion and entered the room. Shedding his coat, he remained clad in a shirt and tailored trousers, exuding an air of striking handsomeness within the cozy confines of the apartment.

Rena rose from her slumber and partook in a tranquil dinner with him.

As they neared the end of their meal, she whispered softly, “Let us bestow the name Alexis upon our child. It is a unisex name.”

Alexis Fowler, Waylen tenderly caressed her face and uttered, “It possesses a delightful ring. Our child shall bear the name Alexis.”

Rena continued to eat.

After she finished her meal, she proposed, “Let us solemnize our wedding after the arrival of our baby, Autumn would be the ideal season for it. Waylen, I hold a fondness for autumn.”

Whatever she expressed, he responded affirmatively. Perhaps due to the falling snow or the presence of her pregnancy, this night brimmed with tenderness.

Clutching a glass of steaming milk, Rena gazed at the snowflakes dancing outside.

Meanwhile, Waylen occupied the sofa, tending to his business matters. He recognized an abundance of tasks awaiting his attention. Once he concluded his ongoing affairs, he intended to take a brief hiatus to accompany Rena during the delivery of their child.

He contemplated that this marked her inaugural experience of motherhood and he desired to be by her side throughout.

rang. The

Waylen did not evade Rena’s presence. He answered the call, saying, “Mr. Coleman, what

and Coleman families had become somewhat delicate, lacking the previous intimacy Nevertheless, Waylen maintained a close bond with Lyndon, owing to his rescue of

awkward as he revealed, “Waylen, the second trial is scheduled in two weeks’ time. I hope you can coordinate with the attorney there

the phone achieves the same purpose. Moreover, we

became evident. “Waylen, it will only

also need to visit the Evans household in

Lyndon was taken aback…

Rena was with child?

believed that Rena and Waylen would not end up together, yet they had found

inquired, “Has she reconciled with the

confirmed with a

throat. He couldn’t come to terms with the fact that his own child, Rena,

biological father, yet she refused to

daze, Lyndon disconnected the

following day, Waylen returned to

sipping tea in the living room. Upon seeing his son’s return, he sneered, “Well, well, well. Look who’s here. My prodigal son has returned. You’ve been busy, haven’t you? I haven’t laid

took a seat and Korbyn flippantly tossed a cigarette

thanks, I’ve quit

That’ll be

Korbyn remained skeptical.

and stated, “Where are Mom and Cecilia? I have something

and Cecilia descended

appeared downtrodden, her sole concern being the prospect of Waylen and Rena getting together and having

calmly. “Rena is

the cigarette box he held in his hand at Waylen. Unfortunately, it failed to cause any significant

Korbyn feigned displeasure.

snorted, “Now that she’s with child, you ought to propose to her and pay a visit to

the gifts he had in mind to visit

indignant. “Is that all you’re going to give her? Shame on you. This isn’t a mere business transaction! You’re going to marry this woman! Let your mother. handle it. You only marry once in your life. How can

had a keen

from his admiration for Rena, another aspect played into it-Rena was now part of the Evans family. Following the union with the Evans family, there would be numerous opportunities

only involved the emotions of the younger generation

Korbyn’s words, Juliette cheerfully set about

harbored no reservations about spending money. If he married Rena, all

conversation with his mother. Observing this, Korbyn let out a faint sigh, realizing that it

for the wedding, Korbyn also agreed

the wedding while Rena was still pregnant would be hasty, and Rena would likely endure excessive fatigue. How much hardship

wait until after the baby’s arrival to proceed

journeyed to

posed challenges for the Fowler family, yet the impending marriage destined them

maintained an outward smile but within, he chastised

that Mark was a ruthless man despite always appearing kind

glared at

eloquent manner, he brought immense joy to the women of the Evans family

and Waylen’s marriage. However, they were then inevitably obliged to discuss

with a grave expression. “Sir, there is a Mr.

this, Mark set down

“Isn’t my brother-in-law laid to rest in the earth? Has he heard about the wedding and miraculously risen from the

tongue. Korbyn coughed discreetly, silently praying

then granted

brief interval, Lyndon arrived accompanied by

Mr. Coleman, why have you found the

felt a sense of shame

careful contemplation, he proposed, “Waylen and Rena’s marriage has been decided. My mother and I have a single request. Let Rena marry from the Coleman family, and we shall arrange the dowry. Furthermore, if she bears a second child in the future, I hope… I wish for the child to bear

found it difficult to endure

remained silent, allowing Mark to

maintained an air of gentility and elegance, but it was all a facade. He didn’t even bother pretending before someone unworthy like Lyndon. Instantly,

produced a DNA test

a hoarse voice, he uttered, “Rena is my child

Mark sneered.

on Rena? Did you cradle her in your arms as a child? Allow me to enlighten you -it was Darren and Eloise who raised Rena. At the wedding, Rena will only address Eloise as her

the cemetery, while you, Lyndon, sleep beside another woman. You hastily married someone else right after leaving my sister. And now you seek to gain an advantage. Where in the world does such

himself

misunderstood him. He had merely been in the company of Dahlia

had left

pregnancy until

knew nothing of

Lyndon and proclaimed, “God intended for

a man of modest means. However, as if that wasn’t shocking

enamored with that wretched woman for over

Huh!

be deranged for desiring Rena

nor did he need to exercise restraint. What

nothing but Reina succumbed to depression and passed away. Mark lost his

Korbyn stood by, observing.

assistance, yet Korbyn remained impartial,

the Fowler family had repaid Lyndon’s kindness over the years. Additionally, Cecilia had once spoken in

Lyndon had lost

proved challenging for Korbyn and his

present, Rena and her baby held paramount importance.

departed, filled

residence, he gazed up at the sky and murmured,

Second Chance With My

of Rena

adorned with warm decor, boasted a gentle pink hue and spanned approximately 50 square meters. It appeared to have been meticulously prepared for

snug and toasty, thanks to the activated

with only a blanket resting

to be asleep, Snowball coiled up

eagerly fixed its gaze on him, only to promptly shut

over and planted a kiss on her

Rena stirred awake.

tender tone, “I felt despondent when you were distant

voice, Rena

her waist to prevent any

Waylen’s hand grazed her thigh, Rena remained still, aware that her pregnancy restricted her actions

we’re about to

not share his level of

to provide our child with a legal identity.

nonchalantly. How could

surrender her heart to him. Perhaps she was

her brows and eyelids, captivated by

and shut her

that they were heading towards marriage and their families had met, there was no need for her to maintain such aloofness. Doing so would

a delicate necklace, its

colossal 52-carat diamond ring, to be

Rena opened her eyes, she discovered a necklace gracing her fair and tender neck. With a gentle touch, she could discern its