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!”

time for you to leave. Don’t come

If you

Elvira

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

refused to

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

Yet Rena remained unfazed.

conveniently, there’s a five-star hotel across the street. Miss

attempted to feign

and declared, “Now you can leave with

Elvira glanced at Waylen.

face, Waylen

Elvira was taken aback.

Waylen. She had assumed, at the very

said with urgency,

should leave

with an

Lyndon stood there, stunned.

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

need not cross paths again. I will also inform my father that any ties between the Fowler family and the Coleman family are

was completely bewildered,

his men to escort them

ward, Mark cast a glance at his

playing the piano,

onto Lyndon’s hand, exerting slow,

maintained a

once captivated

which Rena had

Lyndon’s face turned aghast.

at his adopted daughter,

could never have fathomed that she would partake in such immoral acts…

her

retorted, “You know damn well it’s true! Perhaps you should visit a

wave of

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

Inside the hospital room.

a conversation with

him with

for a prolonged moment

to

rendering her bedridden. Otherwise, she would have personally cared for Rena.

pushed open the door, stepping into the room

“Mom!”

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

her and proceeded to

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

Waylen nodded in acknowledgment.

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

help but cry once

Amends…

possibly make amends to Rena

wound that couldn’t be simply mended with

many children came into the world,

because you are Waylen Fowler, because you’re the man she loved… You two have endured so much together, yet you,

lost

that

it came to him effortlessly,

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

still viewed Rena as an innocent ignorant

and she was his wife, and he should

you in this matter. If Rená is

remained silent, his thoughts

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

Eloise, saying, “Mom, I will check

the ward,

stood there, lost in contemplation for an extended

of high-heeled shoes echoed through the hallway. It was Jazlyn. She handed a document to Waylen and stated, “I have cleared you schedules, cancelling all work except for the

Waylen nodded in acknowledgement.

inquiring about the baby’s condition,

a sense

attempting to maintain composure, but as

with Rena. She needs someone to care for her during this

a

truth, Rena did not

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

also been residing