A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Chapter 651-660
Waylen was accustomed to such hostility.
He entered resolutely and knelt before Mark.
Mark sneered again. “Your kneeling means nothing to me, Mr. Fowler. I cannot bear witness to it. What now? What have you done this time that you need to kneel and apologize?”
Waylen conveyed the doctor’s words to Mark.
Concern for Rena’s well-being had been weighing heavily on Mark’s mind and his heart sank upon
Mark asked Waylen, “What do you intend to do? Are you truly willing to watch your child perish? Can you be that merciless? If you dare to do so, I will end your life.”
Waylen calmly laid out his plan.
An icy silence engulfed the room.
Even Mark, who had been present throughout, was stunned by Waylen’s bold words. He was shocked and incensed. Without delay, he hurled the nearest object he could grab at Waylen…
It was a company stamp.
The stamp struck Waylen’s forehead with force.
Waylen couldn’t dodge at all.
A slender rivulet of crimson blood trickled down his countenance…
Undeterred, Mark positioned himself before Waylen and uttered with a quivering voice, “Waylen, have you pondered upon the repercussions of your actions? Can Rena endure it? What if… What if… If the baby really perishes, there will be no way back for you, Waylen. You will be doomed.”
Waylen slightly closed his eyes and replied, “I know. I am well aware.”
Waylen found himself without alternatives.
Rena’s loathing towards him was intense. He couldn’t offer her anything. He could no longer bear witnessing her agonizing in pain either. If she had even the slightest chance recovering in a different setting, he was willing to… He was willing to… set her free.
Mark maintained silence for an extended duration.
However, Waylen understood that Mark concurred.
Waylen wiped the blood from his brow, rose to his feet and departed.
As the door shut, Mark’s anger erupted in solitude. He forcefully shoved the papers to the floor and berated, “He is insane. If he truly loved her, why did he inflict so much harm upon her before?”
While venting his frustrations, Mark dejectedly took a seat.
His eyes were bloodshot. In truth, he knew this course of action could, at the very least, save Rena’s life.
Waylen returned to the ICU ward.
Rena remained fixated on the baby. He couldn’t determine if she slept more than three hours a day.
She was gradually expending her life for the sake of this child.
Following Waylen’s decisive choice, he felt a tinge of sorrow. It was an emotion he had never
experienced before but now he comprehended it.
He was a husband and a father.
Yet, he had failed in all his duties.
He had caused his wife to endure such suffering…
He embraced her.
Perhaps it would be the last time he could hold her so unabashedly.
Naturally, Rena resisted.
Waylen clung to her tightly, his chin resting on her shoulder, and whispered, “Allow me to hold you for a while. Just this once, Rena… Please don’t push me away.”
She lacked the strength and simply allowed him to embrace her in silence.
He couldn’t perceive her warmth.
Nevertheless, he pressed close to her neck, inhaling her scent, evoking countless cherished memories of their time together.
It was evident that he loved her…
She was the first woman he had made love to.
He kept her by his side, showering her with various gifts to please her, engaging in battles with Harold for her sake, and feeling jealousy towards Tyrone, Robert and Zack…
Every time she shed tears, he fretted over her, and every time she left him, he regretted it deeply.
Clearly, he loved her…
Waylen kissed her hair and whispered with a tremor in his voice, “Rena, I love you.”
Rena stiffened.
It mattered not to her anymore whether he harbored love for her or not.
No response came from her. He sealed his eyelids shut and clasped her with increased intensity, as though he intended to expend every ounce of his strength. The pressure inflicted upon Rena caused her great pain and discomfort. In a raspy voice, she uttered, “You’re hurting me.”
“I am in pain. Rena, I am hurting.”
In the past, she had always worried about him but, now, no matter how much he suffered, she remained indifferent.
The nurse entered, bearing medication, but was overwhelmed by the scene.
Subsequently, the nurse placed the medicine down and hurriedly departed.
Waylen gazed at the two pills resting on the tray. Rena had previously taken antidepressant pills but, today, those two pills had been replaced by sleeping pills.
Should Rena consume them, she would succumb to a slumber lasting at least ten hours.
Slowly, Waylen released his hold on her.
His voice quivered slightly as he said, “Rena, it is time for you to take the pills.”
Rena did not refuse the medication. She acknowledged her illness and was willing to undergo treatment. Soon enough, she ingested the two pills with warm water.
Drowsiness gradually enveloped her….
She experienced an unprecedented weariness, as if she could slumber for an eternity.
“Waylen… Why do I feel an overwhelming desire to sleep?”
Rena began to feel a pervasive weakness throughout her body. Then she found herself cradled within his embrace.
He gently placed her upon the bed and observed her silently.
Prior to giving birth, she weighed about 110 pounds, yet now she had dwindled to a mere 80 pounds. She had become nothing but skin and bones, her delicate visage evoking deep concern.
Waylen tenderly caressed her face, assessing her temperature.
After a considerable duration, he removed the necklace from around her neck. Adorning it was a ring he had bestowed upon her.
Only when she was ensconced in slumber could he delicately slide the diamond ring onto her ring finger.
He and she had finally become a genuine couple.
Waylen reclined, cradling her within his arms, and buried his face in the curve of her neck. In an instant, her neck was moistened….
Alexis was surviving…
time
and Rena remained
slumbered for a full
mind was a blank canvas, but then she rose from the bed and hurried
Alexis…
How was she?
beheld the other side, she
all equipment removed, leaving only an abandoned quilt
named Alexis
her face. She
here. Alexis…
her hair, desperate to shield her
stood frozen
and distorting her vision. The world before her
She couldn’t fathom it.
had merely dozed off. How could Alexis
her as she pounded the glass relentlessly. Her palm grew swollen, yet she refused to
all seemed like an illusion,
slumber, Alexis would undoubtedly still
would surely rouse her from this bewildering dream… It had to be
held her tightly amidst the chaos. The
was streaked
succumbed to the stark reality that Alexis had
vanished from the
to her, his embrace a refuge of
him repeatedly, her cries filled with hysteria. “Waylen… Alexis
Waylen endured it all.
animosity towards him, yet he
He held her.
onto the last remnants of
held her for
a daze. She murmured softly.
so young, surely frightened without her mother by her
go, fearing it would trigger further distress. “Give it one more day.
But Rena persisted.
Waylen… She is my child. I need
descended, within the Fowler family cemetery, the earth lay cloaked in the shadow of towering trees, the sun sinking beyond
to Betty’s tomb stood a small
out of the car,
tomb, she froze, her weakened legs giving way as she knelt on the ground, her
to her
moment, the harsh reality
Alexis was truly gone…
sky loomed with heavy clouds, casting a somber
ebony leaves, casting an eerie aura upon the ground, as if mourning the
appeared devoid of her very essence, as if her
still plagued her thoughts as she pondered whether Alexis was really
Rena questioned, “Alexis, are you
gripped
should Mommy do
soil against her chest, bowing her body. Even through her garments, the frail silhouette of her back was
did you deny me a final glimpse of her?” Her words trembled
He held her.
held onto the last remnants of tenderness
her for an
a daze. She murmured softly. “Where is she? I need
young, surely frightened
didn’t want Rena to go, fearing it would trigger further distress.
But Rena persisted.
She is my child. I need to see
family cemetery, the earth lay cloaked in the shadow of
to Betty’s tomb stood a small
of the car, her steps
giving way as she knelt on the ground, her trembling
clung to her palms, revealing tender
harsh reality finally
Alexis was truly gone…
casting a somber
the sun began its descent, its dying rays played upon the ebony leaves, casting an eerie
of her very
her thoughts as she pondered whether Alexis was
questioned, “Alexis, are you departing
you gripped
What should Mommy
clutched a handful of fresh soil against her chest, bowing her body. Even through her garments, the frail
deny me a final
lift Rena up but his hand
he responded, “It was not a nice sight. I feared you
slipped into a trance-like
cruel beyond measure. She is your own flesh and blood.
fate were too painful
the soil she cradled onto the
the earth upon the grave. Sharp stones mingled within the soil, lacerating her hands, yet she
devoid of
will bring you
give you
the chance to love
before your arrival, I imagined your countenance countless times,
night, my sweetest little
Mommy is here…”
sky cloaked itself
withdrew from the heavens, shrouding the world in
stooped down and scooped Rena into his arms. “Let
realized she had succumbed to unconsciousness, her body
the ward, Rena lay tranquilly upon the bed, her
a hushed tone, he whispered into her ear, longing for
she remained unwilling to rouse from her slumber. The doctor affirmed that the weight of her emotional turmoil had rendered
Cecilia stood by her
contain her grief, Cecilia sobbed harder. “Waylen, will Rena never awaken
wiped away her
were privy to Waylen’s wild plan, they dared not cling to hope. After all, the odds stood
see the
being so
clasped Rena’s hand, his gaze fixed upon her face as
in
four long days, Rena lay ensconced
nighttime when she
prostrate on the edge of the bed, his weary face resting against her hand. The visage she had once admired now bore
Rena observed him silently….
instant, Waylen roused from his
up at her in
their relationship, battered by the trials they had endured, languished in a
had formed between them, leaving them
and she whispered,
a hoarse voice, Waylen tenderly replied, “Are you hungry?
rose to fill
her head away, her tone icy.
face freezing, but he quickly resumed ladling the soup, attempting to maintain a casual tone as he continued, “The doctor mentioned that
How many times must I say it?
ever so slightly as
each other’s gaze.
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