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!”

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

care about me. If you truly

Elvira across the

out of a sense of obligation. How could you

to

her. In fact, her sole

Yet Rena remained unfazed.

card, and conveniently,

attempted to

card onto Elvira and declared, “Now you can

Elvira glanced at Waylen.

pallid face, Waylen

Elvira was taken aback.

such heartlessness from Waylen. She had assumed, at the very

said with

should leave as

with an

Lyndon stood there, stunned.

regard. How could… How could Waylen treat him in this manner now? Rena’s words had shattered Waylen. He knew she had done it intentionally. She was aware of his aversion towards Elvira, yet she chose to utter those hurtful words. She truly

heart, Waylen addressed Lyndon, I have repaid the debts my family owed you. We need not cross paths again.

bewildered, unwilling

his men to escort them

at his men and Lyndon was forcibly restrained on

playing the piano, was

deliberately pressed his foot onto Lyndon’s hand, exerting slow,

a

had once

hand, which Rena had admired

Lyndon’s face turned aghast.

gazed at his adopted daughter,

albeit occasionally willful. He could never have fathomed that she

gritted her teeth, retorting,

rolled her eyes and retorted, “You know damn well it’s true! Perhaps you should visit a gynecologist, you might already

of relief

gratifying sense of satisfaction but when thoughts of Rena and Alexis

Inside the hospital room.

departed, Waylen attempted to initiate a conversation with

merely presented him with her retreating

for a prolonged moment before silently

proceeded to

had suffered a severe injury, rendering her bedridden. Otherwise, she would have personally cared for

pushed open the door, stepping into the room as he uttered in a

“Mom!”

Tears cascaded down her cheeks once again, seemingly without any cause. Her heart was too

a tissue to her and proceeded to pour a

done it wrong this time. I know you excel in your profession and

Waylen nodded in acknowledgment.

fault, Mom! I don’t want to end things with Rena. I need

but cry once

Amends…

could Waylen possibly make amends to Rena while their daughter

had deeply wounded Rena, a wound that couldn’t be simply mended with another pregnancy or

into the

were someone else, would Rena have made those sacrifices for anyone other than you? Absolutely not! She did it simply because you are Waylen Fowler, because you’re the man she loved…

lost

down that Eloise’s words

him effortlessly, he never truly

might be angry when he chose to fly

still viewed Rena as an innocent ignorant

he had forgotten that they were married and she was his wife, and he should respect her

you in this matter. If Rená is unhappy with you and wishes to

remained silent, his thoughts swirling

moment, doctors and nurses entered the room to examine the wound on Eloise’s leg Waylen

Eloise, saying, “Mom, I will check

of the ward, a sense of helplessness engulfed

stood there, lost in contemplation for

Waylen and stated, “I have cleared you schedules, cancelling all work except for the

Waylen nodded in acknowledgement.

baby’s condition, but

a sense

composure, but as he closed it,

needs

a faint

Rena did

care, but aside from the nutritious meals provided by her family, she desired nothing. However, she only managed to consume a bite or two of the nutritious

also been residing in the hospital