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

to care about me. If you truly don’t care,

Elvira

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

refused to

she could triumph over her. In fact,

Yet Rena remained unfazed.

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 become his wife

attempted to feign

the card onto Elvira and declared, “Now you can leave with my husband. Stay

Elvira glanced at Waylen.

face, Waylen uttered,

Elvira was taken aback.

from Waylen. She had assumed, at the very least, that he still

with urgency,

leave as

voice was laced with an even colder

Lyndon stood there, stunned.

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,

repaid the debts my family owed you. We need not cross paths again.

completely bewildered,

his men to

a glance at his

adept at playing the piano, was held

foot onto

a cold

hand, which had once captivated his

hand, which Rena had admired since

Lyndon’s face turned aghast.

adopted daughter,

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

gritted her

know damn well it’s true! Perhaps you should visit a gynecologist, you

felt a wave of relief after uttering these

experienced a gratifying sense of satisfaction but when thoughts of Rena and Alexis crossed her mind, her eyes welled up

Inside the hospital room.

initiate a conversation with Rena but she steadfastly refused to engage

merely presented him with

her for a prolonged moment

proceeded to visit

for Rena. Upon learning

the room as he uttered in a hoarse

“Mom!”

her cheeks once again, seemingly without any cause. Her heart was too shattered to form any

to her and proceeded to pour a glass

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

Waylen nodded in acknowledgment.

“It’s my 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 lay in the

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

many children came into the

have made those sacrifices for anyone other than you? Absolutely not! She did it simply because you are Waylen Fowler, because you’re the

lost in

that Eloise’s words

to him effortlessly, he never truly cherished

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

still viewed Rena as an innocent ignorant

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

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

his thoughts swirling

examine the wound on Eloise’s leg Waylen engaged

I will check on Rena.

the ward, a sense of

lost in contemplation for an

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 pressing ongoing task at

Waylen nodded in acknowledgement.

inquiring about the baby’s condition, but after

felt a sense

as he closed it, his eyes

time with Rena. She needs someone to care for her

offered a faint

did not need

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

been residing