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!”

Coleman, it’s time for you to leave. Don’t come back here

me. If you truly don’t care,

Elvira across

stated, “Waylen is helping you out of a sense of obligation.

refused to

In fact,

Yet Rena remained unfazed.

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 become his wife once I

to

Elvira and declared, “Now you can

Elvira glanced at Waylen.

a pallid face,

Elvira was taken aback.

at the very least, that he still harbored

said with urgency,

should leave

with an even

Lyndon stood there, stunned.

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

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

bewildered,

men

Mark cast a glance at his men and Lyndon was forcibly

once adept at playing the piano,

his foot onto Lyndon’s hand,

a

once captivated his

which Rena had admired

Lyndon’s face turned aghast.

his adopted daughter, his

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

her

“You know damn well it’s true! Perhaps you should visit a gynecologist, you might already be afflicted! And… spare

of relief after

experienced a gratifying sense of satisfaction but when thoughts of Rena

Inside the hospital room.

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

merely presented him

stared at her for a prolonged moment

to visit

for Rena. Upon learning of poor Alexis’ condition, she wept incessantly, literally almost

gently pushed open the door, stepping into the room as

“Mom!”

adjust her leg, her gaze suddenly rising to meet Waylen’s. Tears cascaded down her cheeks

and proceeded to

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

Waylen nodded in acknowledgment.

I don’t want to end things with Rena.

couldn’t help but cry

Amends…

Rena while their

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

into the world, they would never replace their

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

lost in

that Eloise’s

came to him effortlessly, he never truly

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

viewed Rena as an innocent ignorant

were married and she was his wife,

this matter. If Rená is unhappy with you and wishes to end the relationship, I respect her

silent, his thoughts swirling

examine the wound on Eloise’s leg Waylen engaged in a conversation with one of the

I will check on

stepped out of the ward,

stood there, lost in contemplation

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

Waylen nodded in acknowledgement.

and inquiring about the baby’s condition, but after careful

felt a sense of

attempting to maintain composure, but as he closed

more time with Rena. She needs someone to

a

truth, Rena did not need

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

also been residing in