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 back

persisted, “Waylen… I don’t believe you cease to care about me. If you truly don’t care, why did you leave her and come to Braseovell to assist me with the

Elvira across the

out of a sense of

to

sought to provoke Rena, believing she could triumph over her. In fact, her sole purpose in

Yet Rena remained unfazed.

flung a bank card in Elvira’s direction, sneering. “Why beat around 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 Coleman, please take it. Consider it the payment I made for your service. If you serve him well, perhaps you can

to feign

Elvira and declared, “Now you can leave with my husband.

Elvira glanced at Waylen.

a pallid face, Waylen

Elvira was taken aback.

She had assumed, at the very least, that he

with urgency,

leave

was laced with

Lyndon stood there, stunned.

Rena’s words had shattered Waylen. He knew she had done it intentionally. She was aware of his aversion towards Elvira,

We need not cross paths again. I

was completely bewildered, unwilling to

men to escort

ward, Mark cast a glance at his men and Lyndon was forcibly restrained

adept at playing the piano,

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

a

which had once captivated

which Rena had

Lyndon’s face turned aghast.

gazed at his adopted daughter, his heart heavy with

incredibly innocent, albeit occasionally willful. He could never have fathomed that she would partake

her

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wave of relief

sense of satisfaction but when thoughts of Rena and Alexis crossed her mind, her eyes welled

Inside the hospital room.

to initiate a conversation with Rena but she steadfastly

him with

at her for a

to visit

bedridden. Otherwise, she would have personally cared for Rena. Upon learning of poor Alexis’ condition, she

the door, stepping into the room as he uttered

“Mom!”

to meet Waylen’s. Tears cascaded down her cheeks

her and proceeded to

tears and composed herself, she began in a soft, subdued tone, “Waylen, I understand what you mean… You still long to be with Rena as a couple. But a fulfilling marriage is not easily attained and you’ve really done it wrong this time. I know you excel in your profession and have yet to lose á single lawsuit. I am also aware

Waylen nodded in acknowledgment.

head. against Eloise’s legs. “It’s my fault, Mom! I don’t want

couldn’t help but cry

Amends…

possibly make amends to Rena

deeply wounded Rena, a wound that couldn’t be simply

the world, they

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… You two have endured so

was lost in

that

came to him effortlessly, he never

Rena, naively assuming, that although she might be angry when he chose

viewed Rena as an

they were married and she was his wife, and he should respect her as who

“Waylen, I cannot assist you in this matter. If

his thoughts swirling

room to examine the wound on Eloise’s leg Waylen engaged in a conversation with

saying, “Mom, I

of the ward,

in

hallway. It was Jazlyn. She handed a document to Waylen and stated, “I have cleared you schedules, cancelling

Waylen nodded in acknowledgement.

the baby’s condition, but after careful consideration, she

felt a

to maintain composure, but as

more time with Rena. She needs someone to care

offered a faint

did not need

nutritious meals provided by her family, she desired nothing. However, she only managed to consume a bite or two

also been residing in