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.

late hour, the ringtone grated harshly upon his ears. Waylen did not evade

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

the second trial is scheduled in two weeks’ time. I hope you

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

discontent became evident. “Waylen, it will only

is pregnant. Apart from caring for her, I also need to

Lyndon was taken aback…

Rena was with child?

Rena and Waylen would not end up together, yet they had found a blissful

“Has she

with a

with the fact that his

biological father, yet she refused to recognize

daze, Lyndon

Waylen returned to the

to be sipping tea in the living room. Upon seeing his son’s return, he sneered, “Well, well, well. Look who’s here.

took a seat and Korbyn

thanks, I’ve quit

quit smoking? That’ll

Korbyn remained skeptical.

are Mom and Cecilia?

Juliette and

the prospect of Waylen and Rena getting together

declared calmly.

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

Korbyn feigned displeasure.

child, you ought to propose to her and

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

transaction! You’re going to marry this woman! Let your mother. handle it. You only marry once

a keen

another aspect played into it-Rena was now part of the Evans family. Following

not only involved the emotions of the younger generation but also

cheerfully set about preparing the

about spending money. If he married Rena, all

in conversation with his mother. Observing this, Korbyn let

Korbyn also agreed to hold

would be hasty, and Rena would likely endure excessive fatigue. How much hardship would their precious grandchild

to wait until after the

family journeyed to

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

maintained an outward smile but

ruthless man despite always appearing kind and

glared at

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

marriage. However, they were then inevitably

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

hearing this, Mark set down

to rest in the earth? Has he heard

indeed possessed a sharp tongue. Korbyn coughed

granted entry to

Lyndon arrived

purpose. Mr. Coleman, why have you found the time

always felt a sense of shame

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, if she bears a second child in the future, I hope… I wish for the child to bear the Coleman

to endure these

remained silent,

was all a facade. He didn’t even bother pretending before someone unworthy like Lyndon. Instantly, he lost

produced a DNA

“Rena is my child with Reina. No one can alter this

Mark sneered.

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

Reina now lie side by side in the cemetery, while you, Lyndon, sleep beside another woman. You

found himself unable to

misunderstood him. He had merely been in

left of

oblivious to Reina’s pregnancy until

nothing of

cigarette held between his fingers, Mark pointed at Lyndon and

modest means. However, as if that wasn’t shocking enough, reality proved more intriguing than fiction. Reina had

been enamored with that wretched woman for over

Huh!

be deranged for

need to exercise restraint.

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

Korbyn stood by, observing.

seeking assistance, yet Korbyn remained impartial, leaving Lyndon

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

as childish play. Furthermore, Lyndon had

challenging for Korbyn and his wife to voice their suspicions

importance. Waylen’s willingness to address

departed, filled

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

Chance With My Billionaire

sight of Rena

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

snug and toasty, thanks to the activated

on the couch, draped with only a blanket resting

asleep, Snowball coiled up

eagerly fixed its gaze on him, only to promptly shut them again, dismissing his presence

leaned over and planted a kiss

Rena stirred awake.

whispered in a soft, tender tone, “I felt despondent when you were distant

a hoarse voice, Rena

her waist to prevent

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

foreheads gently touching, Waylen whispered, “Rena, we’re about

did not share his level

merely to provide our child with a legal identity. But I still need to

remarked nonchalantly. How could

her heart to him. Perhaps she was too disheartened to believe that he could truly

brows and

smiled and

towards marriage and their families had met, there was no need for her

produced a delicate necklace, its pendant a

52-carat diamond

her fair and tender neck. With