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

defeat, persisted, “Waylen… I don’t believe you cease to care about me. If you

slapped Elvira across the

you out of a sense of obligation.

to give

triumph over her. In fact, her sole purpose in coming today was to

Yet Rena remained unfazed.

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

attempted to

declared, “Now you can leave with my husband.

Elvira glanced at Waylen.

pallid face, Waylen uttered,

Elvira was taken aback.

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

said with

should leave as

voice was laced with an even colder

Lyndon stood there, stunned.

had shattered Waylen. He knew she had done it intentionally. She was aware of his aversion towards Elvira, yet she chose

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

bewildered, unwilling

instructed his men to

at his men and

hand, once adept at playing the piano, was

pressed his foot onto Lyndon’s hand, exerting

a

hand, which had once

Rena

Lyndon’s face turned aghast.

adopted daughter, his heart heavy with

albeit occasionally willful. He could never have fathomed that she would partake in such immoral acts… Such licentious

her teeth, retorting,

Perhaps you should visit a gynecologist, you might

felt a wave of relief after uttering these

thoughts of Rena and Alexis crossed her mind, her eyes welled up with

Inside the hospital room.

to initiate a conversation with Rena but she steadfastly refused to engage with

merely presented him

a prolonged moment before silently

proceeded to visit

leg had suffered a severe injury, rendering her bedridden. Otherwise, she would have personally cared for Rena. Upon learning of poor Alexis’ condition, she wept incessantly, literally almost

the door, stepping into the room as he uttered in a hoarse

“Mom!”

Waylen’s. Tears cascaded down her cheeks once again, seemingly

and proceeded to pour a glass of

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 of your concerns for your career as you flew to Braseovell. But Rena was carrying your child, and you once had a history with Elvira. Regardless, you should never have left Rena alone like

Waylen nodded in acknowledgment.

I don’t want to end things with Rena. I need an

couldn’t help but cry

Amends…

possibly make amends to Rena while their daughter lay in the

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

no matter how many children came into the world, they would never replace their

Consider what happened 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

was lost in

deep down that Eloise’s words held

to him effortlessly, he

believed he had control over Rena, naively assuming, that although she might be angry when he chose to fly to Braseovell, she would eventually forgive

as an innocent

they were married and she was his wife, and

“Waylen, I cannot assist you in this matter. If Rená is unhappy with you

silent, his thoughts swirling

room to examine the wound on Eloise’s leg

“Mom, I will check on

out of the ward, a sense of helplessness engulfed

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 pressing ongoing task at

Waylen nodded in acknowledgement.

Rena and inquiring about the baby’s condition,

felt a sense

composure, but as

Rena. She needs

a faint

Rena did not need

and required care, but aside from the nutritious meals provided by her family, she desired

been residing