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!”

“Mr. Coleman, it’s time for you

you truly don’t care, why did you leave

slapped Elvira

is helping you out

to give

her. In fact, her sole purpose in coming today was

Yet Rena remained unfazed.

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

to feign

“Now you can leave with my husband. Stay away from

Elvira glanced at Waylen.

pallid face, Waylen uttered,

Elvira was taken aback.

at the

with

leave as

was laced with an even

Lyndon stood there, stunned.

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

you. We need not cross paths again. I will also

completely bewildered, unwilling to

instructed his men to escort them

ward, Mark cast a glance at his

adept at playing

onto Lyndon’s hand, exerting slow, deliberate

a cold

hand, which had once

which Rena

Lyndon’s face turned aghast.

his adopted daughter, his heart

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

her teeth, retorting,

should visit a gynecologist, you might already be afflicted! And… spare me from your sickness, or I’ll call

wave of relief after

a gratifying sense of satisfaction but when thoughts of Rena and

Inside the hospital room.

had departed, Waylen attempted to initiate a conversation with Rena but she steadfastly

presented him with her

for a

to

rendering her bedridden. Otherwise, she would have personally cared for Rena. Upon learning of poor Alexis’ condition, she wept incessantly, literally almost crying her

open the door, stepping into the

“Mom!”

struggled to adjust her leg, her gaze suddenly rising to meet Waylen’s. Tears cascaded down her cheeks once again, seemingly without any cause. Her heart was too

and proceeded to pour

in your profession and have yet to lose á single lawsuit. I am also aware of your concerns for your career as you flew to Braseovell. But Rena was carrying your child, and you once had a history with

Waylen nodded in acknowledgment.

legs. “It’s my fault, Mom! I don’t want to end

but

Amends…

possibly make amends to Rena while their daughter

wounded Rena, a wound that couldn’t be simply

how many children came into the world,

between Vera and Roscoe. If it 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… You two have endured so much together, yet you, Waylen, still fail to appreciate it. Perhaps it’s because you’ve

was lost

knew deep down that

it came to him effortlessly, he never truly

she might be angry when he chose to fly to Braseovell, she would eventually forgive him

as an

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

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

his thoughts swirling

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

Eloise, saying, “Mom, I will check

stepped out of the ward, a sense

lost in contemplation for

and stated, “I have cleared you schedules,

Waylen nodded in acknowledgement.

about the baby’s condition, but after

felt a sense

maintain composure, but as he closed

needs someone to care for her during this

offered a

did not

required care, but aside from the nutritious meals provided by her family, she desired nothing.

residing