A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

He loved her. He was certain of his love for her, yet he had forsaken her.

And now, Rena… no longer desired him.

Waylen struggled to catch a glimpse of Rena during the following days.

Mark dispatched individuals to stand guard outside Rena’s ward.

The remaining members of the Fowler family were granted access, yet Waylen alone was denied entry. Determined, he sought an audience with Mark.

Within the confines of a modest reception room at the hospital, Mark diligently immersed himself in his work,, unwavering in his commitment. No matter how overwhelming his obligations, he refused to leave Duefron and leave his niece to face the present situation alone.

Waylen approached, imploring for mercy.

Mark, without hesitation, struck Waylen repeatedly before casting him aside. Waylen, a man of pride, abandoned his self-esteem and dignity, sinking to his knees in front of Mark, an act that endured for hours.

Eventually, Mark lifted his gaze, addressing Waylen.

Although Mark’s tone softened slightly, his words remained frigid. “Waylen, your pleas are in vain. You are well aware that you and Rena are finished, regardless of the child’s… whether she can…”

Mark’s eyes welled with tears. To calm his emotions, he lit a cigarette.

Yet, despite his efforts, he choked on sobs for an extended period before resuming. “Regardless of the child’s fate, the two of you are through. It is an impossibility now and forever. No woman could possess such magnanimity, unless she were a fool.”

Waylen understood it all.

Rena had severed ties with him previously, and he had beseeched her for a second chance.

Her pregnancy with Alexis had finally mended their relationship a little.

Over the past six months, Rena’s demeanor towards him had evolved from frigidness to tenderness, then to affectionate concern. They had, in fact, experienced a brief period of marital bliss.

Waylen’s heart ached at the recollection.

He humbled himself. “I understand, Mr. Evans. All I ask for now is an opportunity to care for her.”

Mark scoffed. “To care for her? Are you certain you aren’t repulsing her?”

Waylen felt a pang of embarrassment.

Just then, one of Mark’s subordinates delivered. news. “Mr. Evans, a Mr. Coleman and a Miss Coleman have arrived at Miss Gordon’s ward and insist on seeing her. Miss Gordon has agreed to meet them.”

Mark closed the file promptly, hastening towards the exit.

Waylen trailed behind Mark.

In the ward, Rena stood silently by the window.

Since Alexis’ birth, she had had problems falling asleep.

Her fervent hope clung to the possibility of a doctor’s sudden arrival, bearing news of the baby’s recovery and the resumption of normal feeding.

She knew it was an audacious desire, yet she yearned ceaselessly.

In these past two days, her frail form had withered even more.

Lyndon arrived with Elvira. Observing Rena’s emaciated state, guilt overwhelmed him. “Rena, 1 never intended for this to happen. Neither did Elvira. We both only wish for you to find happiness.”

A soft chuckle escaped Rena’s lips.

Wish her to find happiness?

Ever since Lyndon entered the picture, he had shown no real concern for Rena, yet he had the audacity to claim she was his only biological child.

Rena turned on her heels.

Though she had shed considerable weight, her beauty remained undiminished.

However, her eyes lacked radiance, filled instead with desolation.

With a casual tone, Rena uttered, “Do you know what I think of you?”

Lyndon’s body trembled involuntarily.

Softly, Rena continued, “I once held you in high regard but, over time, I discovered that you are merely an ordinary individual driven by selfish motives. You act like you possess a worthless object and attempt to sell it off. But the truth is quite the opposite… What you hold dear is nothing but trash. When I loved Waylen, I regarded Elvira as trash. When my love for him waned, I realized that Elvira was more like junk food, repugnant to my husband, yet strangely appetizing.

Lyndon’s countenance underwent a dramatic change.

Elvira’s lovely face contorted.

Coincidentally, at that moment, Mark and Waylen arrived at the doorway…

Rena glanced at Waylen and smirked. “Waylen, take your garbage and leave. The mere sight of you makes me sick.”

Mark subtly touched his nose.

Lyndon couldn’t help but cry out, “Rena, it’s not Elvira’s fault!”

calmly interjected, “Mr. Coleman, it’s time for you to leave. Don’t

you cease to care about me. If you truly don’t care,

Elvira

sorrow, he stated, “Waylen is helping you out of a sense

to

provoke Rena, believing she could triumph over her. In fact, her sole

Yet Rena remained unfazed.

the bush? You simply want to continue seducing Waylen, don’t you? Well, here’s your chance… There’s approximately 200, 000 dollars on the card, and conveniently, there’s a five-star hotel across the street. Miss

to feign

declared, “Now you can leave with my husband.

Elvira glanced at Waylen.

a pallid face, Waylen uttered,

Elvira was taken aback.

never anticipated such heartlessness from Waylen. She had assumed, at the very

with

should leave as

voice was laced with an even

Lyndon stood there, stunned.

knew she had done it intentionally. She was aware of his aversion towards Elvira, yet she chose to utter those hurtful

you. We need not cross paths again. I

completely bewildered,

men to escort

glance at his men and Lyndon was forcibly restrained on

adept at playing the piano, was

onto Lyndon’s hand, exerting slow, deliberate

a

hand, which had once

which Rena had admired since

Lyndon’s face turned aghast.

his adopted daughter, his heart heavy with

albeit occasionally willful. He could never

her teeth, retorting,

know damn well it’s true! Perhaps you should visit a

wave of

experienced a gratifying sense of satisfaction but when thoughts of Rena and Alexis crossed her mind, her eyes

Inside the hospital room.

attempted to initiate a conversation with Rena but

presented him with her retreating

a prolonged moment

to visit

her bedridden. Otherwise, she would have personally cared for Rena. Upon learning of poor

stepping into the room as he uttered in a

“Mom!”

her gaze suddenly rising to meet Waylen’s. Tears cascaded down her cheeks once again,

and proceeded to pour

marriage is not easily attained and you’ve really done it wrong this time. I know you excel in your

Waylen nodded in acknowledgment.

I don’t want to end things with Rena. I need an opportunity to make amends for

but cry once

Amends…

Rena while their daughter lay

couldn’t

into the world, they would never replace their

simply because you are Waylen Fowler, because you’re the man she loved… You two have endured so much together, yet you, Waylen, still fail to appreciate it. Perhaps

lost

down that Eloise’s words

came to him effortlessly,

be angry when he chose to fly to Braseovell, she

viewed Rena as an innocent

and she was his

matter. If Rená is unhappy with you and wishes to end the

remained silent, his

that moment, doctors and nurses entered the room to examine the wound on Eloise’s leg Waylen engaged in a conversation with one of the doctors in

“Mom, I will check on Rena.

he stepped out of the ward,

in contemplation for

Jazlyn. She handed a document to Waylen and stated, “I have cleared you schedules, cancelling all work except for

Waylen nodded in acknowledgement.

Rena and inquiring about the baby’s condition, but

felt a sense

document, attempting to maintain composure, but as he closed it, his eyes

more time with Rena. She needs someone to care for

offered a

did not need

from the nutritious meals provided by her family, she desired

residing in the