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.

his phone rang. The

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

lacking the previous intimacy Nevertheless, Waylen maintained a

appeared somewhat awkward as he revealed, “Waylen, the second trial is scheduled in two weeks’ time.

lawyer over the phone achieves the same purpose. Moreover, we can engage in

“Waylen, it will only require three days of

need to visit the Evans household in Czanch.

Lyndon was taken aback…

Rena was with child?

would not end up together, yet they had found

“Has she reconciled with

with a single word:

to terms with the fact that his own child, Rena, had acknowledged the Evans

yet she refused to recognize him as her

a daze, Lyndon

day, Waylen returned to the Fowlers’

well. Look who’s here.

and Korbyn flippantly tossed a cigarette

thanks, I’ve quit

smoking? That’ll be

Korbyn remained skeptical.

a slow gaze upstairs and stated, “Where are

Juliette and Cecilia

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

calmly.

his lips than Korbyn hurled the cigarette box he held in his hand at Waylen. Unfortunately, it failed to cause

Korbyn feigned displeasure.

“Now that she’s with child, you ought to propose

the gifts he had in mind to visit the Evans and ask for Rena’s

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

had a keen eye for such

of the Evans family.

not only involved the emotions of the younger generation but

cheerfully

no reservations about spending money. If he married Rena, all his possessions would become hers

sat there, savoring his tea. After a while, he couldn’t resist engaging in conversation with his mother. Observing this, Korbyn let out a faint sigh, realizing that it finally felt

agreed to

Rena was still pregnant would be hasty, and Rena would likely endure excessive fatigue. How much hardship would their precious grandchild have to

to wait until after the baby’s arrival to

Fowler family journeyed to Czanch to propose the

impending marriage destined them to

smile but within, he chastised

had been said that Mark was a ruthless man despite always appearing kind and amiable Today, Korbyn finally comprehended the truth of

at

manner, he brought immense joy to the women of

and Mark reached an agreement regarding Rena and Waylen’s marriage. However, they were then

their conversation delved deeper, the butler approached with a grave expression. “Sir, there is a Mr. Coleman here to visit. He claims… to

Mark set

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

tongue. Korbyn coughed discreetly, silently praying

granted entry

Lyndon arrived accompanied

Mr. Coleman, why have you found the time to visit my home

a sense of shame in Mark’s

set foot in the Evans’ residence. However, today Lyndon had to assert himself. After 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,

found it difficult to

silent, allowing

like Lyndon. Instantly, he lost his temper and shouted, “Oh, shut the fuck up! What

a DNA test

my child

Mark sneered.

ask you, Lyndon… Did you spend any money 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 mother, and you, Lyndón, won’t even bear witness to

pressed on, saying, “What kind of father are you? Rena’s real father and my dear sister Reina now lie side by side in 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.

found himself unable

He had merely been in the company of Dahlia but nothing

had left of her own

Reina’s pregnancy until

nothing of

between his fingers, Mark pointed at Lyndon and proclaimed, “God intended for you to have no

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

had been enamored with that wretched woman

Huh!

Lyndon to be deranged for desiring Rena

back, nor did he need to exercise restraint.

nothing but Reina succumbed to depression and passed away. Mark

Korbyn stood by, observing.

Korbyn remained impartial, leaving Lyndon feeling a sense

aid to the Fowler family, but the Fowler family had repaid Lyndon’s kindness over the years. Additionally, Cecilia had once spoken in her sleep,

dismissed it as childish play. Furthermore, Lyndon had lost his ability to conceive after that

and his wife to voice

baby held paramount importance. Waylen’s willingness to address

departed, filled with

and murmured, “Reina, you still refuse to forgive me

With My Billionaire

sight of Rena

hue and spanned approximately 50 square meters. It appeared

bedroom was snug and toasty, thanks to the

draped with only a blanket resting

be asleep, Snowball

Waylen’s entrance, Snowball cracked open its eyes and eagerly fixed its gaze on him, only to promptly shut them

and planted a kiss on

Rena stirred awake.

soft, tender tone, “I felt despondent when you were distant in the past, but now it

voice, Rena retorted, “You

clasped her waist to

her thigh, Rena remained still, aware that her pregnancy restricted her actions during the initial three months. She wished to avoid arousing

their foreheads gently touching, Waylen whispered, “Rena, we’re about to become legally bound

did not share his level of

merely to provide our child with a legal

How could he

she was too disheartened to

your eyes.” He kissed her brows and eyelids, captivated by

and shut her

and their families had met, there was no need for her to maintain such aloofness.

produced a delicate necklace, its

colossal 52-carat diamond ring,

fair and tender neck. With a gentle