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 caller was

the late hour, the ringtone grated harshly upon his ears. Waylen did not evade Rena’s presence. He answered the call, saying, “Mr. Coleman, what

Fowler and Coleman families had become somewhat delicate, lacking the

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

“Speaking to the lawyer over the phone achieves the same purpose.

became evident. “Waylen, it will only

“Rena is pregnant. Apart from caring for her, I also need to visit the Evans household in Czanch. Mr. Coleman,

Lyndon was taken aback…

Rena was with child?

would not end up together, yet they had found

tremulous voice, Lyndon inquired, “Has she reconciled

a single word:

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

was Rena’s biological father, yet she refused to recognize him as her

a daze, Lyndon

Waylen returned

his son’s return, he sneered, “Well, well, well. Look who’s here. My prodigal

seat and Korbyn

thanks, I’ve quit

quit smoking? That’ll be

Korbyn remained skeptical.

a slow gaze upstairs and stated, “Where are Mom and

Juliette and Cecilia descended the

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

declared calmly.

Korbyn hurled the cigarette box he held in his hand at Waylen. Unfortunately, it failed to cause any significant damage. Meanwhile, Juliette

Korbyn feigned displeasure.

with child, you ought to propose

in mind to visit the Evans and

his words, Korbyn grew 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!

had a keen

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 for collaboration between

the younger generation

hearing Korbyn’s words, Juliette cheerfully

money. If he married Rena, all his possessions would become

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

wedding, Korbyn also agreed

Rena was still pregnant would be hasty, and Rena would likely endure excessive fatigue.

wait until after the baby’s arrival to proceed with the

journeyed to Czanch to

yet the impending marriage destined them to become relatives, so Mark displayed mercy

maintained an outward smile but within, he chastised

appearing kind and amiable Today, Korbyn finally comprehended the

glared at his

With his strikingly handsome visage and eloquent manner, he brought

agreement regarding Rena and Waylen’s marriage. However, they

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 down

my brother-in-law laid to rest in the earth? Has he heard

Korbyn coughed discreetly,

granted

Lyndon arrived

purpose. Mr. Coleman, why have you found

always felt a sense of shame

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

to endure

silent, allowing

it was all a facade. He didn’t even bother pretending before someone unworthy like Lyndon. Instantly, he lost his temper and shouted, “Oh,

a DNA test

is my child with Reina. No one can alter this

Mark sneered.

in your arms as a child? Allow me to enlighten you -it

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. Where in the world does such

found himself unable to

had misunderstood him. He had merely been in

left of her

pregnancy until

knew nothing

at Lyndon and

be with a man of modest means. However, as if that wasn’t shocking enough, reality proved more intriguing than fiction. Reina had been let down by

had been enamored with that

Huh!

considered Lyndon to be deranged for desiring Rena as his

nor did he need to exercise

succumbed to depression and passed

Korbyn stood by, observing.

Korbyn remained impartial, leaving Lyndon

the Fowler family had repaid Lyndon’s kindness over the years. Additionally, Cecilia had once spoken in her sleep, alleging that Elvira had pushed

Lyndon had lost

his wife to

Rena and her baby held paramount importance. Waylen’s willingness to address Elvira’s case was already

departed, filled with

walked away from the Evans’ residence, he gazed up at the sky and murmured, “Reina, you still refuse

Chance With

sight of Rena

with warm decor, boasted a gentle pink hue and spanned approximately 50 square meters.

bedroom was snug and toasty,

off on the couch, draped with only a blanket resting on

Snowball

Waylen’s entrance, Snowball cracked open its eyes and eagerly fixed its gaze on him,

planted a kiss on

Rena stirred awake.

prolonged exchange of kisses, Waylen nestled beside her and whispered in a soft, tender tone, “I felt despondent when you were distant in the past, but now it seems like you’re teasing me. And I yearn to touch

hoarse voice, Rena retorted, “You

clasped her waist to

restricted her actions during the

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

did not share his

provide our child with a legal identity. But I still need to continue testing and observing

nonchalantly. How could

to him. Perhaps she was too disheartened to believe that

kissed her brows and eyelids,

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 only

necklace, its pendant a

52-carat diamond ring, to be

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