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…
yearned to freeze time in this very
Rena remained a devoted
for a
her eyes. At first, her mind was a blank canvas, but then she rose from the bed
Alexis…
How was she?
beheld the other side, she was
room stood empty, all equipment removed, leaving
girl named Alexis
her face. She pounded upon the glass door
Alexis… Mommy is here.
desperate to
stood frozen in
her vision. The world before her
She couldn’t fathom it.
had merely dozed off. How could Alexis vanish into
her as she pounded the glass relentlessly. Her palm
seemed like an
could awaken from this slumber, Alexis would
shattering sounds would surely rouse her from this bewildering dream… It had to
tightly amidst the chaos.
was
her, Rena gradually succumbed to
had vanished
to her, his embrace a refuge of soláce. He uttered, “Rena,
filled with hysteria. “Waylen… Alexis is gone.
Waylen endured it all.
that Rena harbored immense animosity towards him,
He held her.
the last
her for an
herself in a daze. She murmured softly. “Where is she? I need to see
was so young, surely frightened without her mother
would trigger further distress.
But Rena persisted.
must go. Waylen… She is my child. I need
family cemetery, the earth lay cloaked in the shadow of towering trees, the sun sinking
to Betty’s tomb stood
of the car,
froze, her weakened legs giving way as she knelt on the ground, her trembling
to her palms,
the harsh
Alexis was truly gone…
with heavy clouds, casting a somber tone
leaves, casting an eerie aura upon the ground,
her face, Rena appeared devoid of her very essence, as if her
her thoughts as
Rena questioned, “Alexis, are you departing
gripped
What should Mommy
against her chest, bowing her body. Even through her garments, the frail
you deny me a final glimpse
He held her.
onto the last remnants of tenderness
held her for
in a daze. She murmured softly. “Where is
so young, surely frightened without her mother
want Rena to go, fearing it would trigger further distress. “Give it one more day. You need to rest
But Rena persisted.
She is my
family cemetery, the earth lay cloaked in the shadow of towering trees, the sun sinking beyond
Betty’s tomb stood a small
stumbled out of the
caught sight of the diminutive tomb, she froze, her weakened legs giving way as she knelt on the ground, her trembling hands scooping up a handful of fresh, moist
to her palms, revealing tender
harsh
Alexis was truly gone…
with heavy clouds, casting a somber tone
its dying rays played upon the ebony leaves, casting an eerie aura
appeared devoid of her very essence, as if
still plagued her thoughts as she pondered whether Alexis
questioned, “Alexis, are you departing without
gripped by
Mommy do
a handful of fresh soil against her chest, bowing her body. Even through her garments, the frail
Why did you deny me a final
lift Rena up but his hand froze midair upon hearing her
voice, he responded, “It was not a nice sight.
into
cruel beyond measure. She is your own flesh and
fate were
she cradled onto
upon the grave. Sharp stones mingled within the soil, lacerating her hands, yet
were devoid
I will
give
I never had the chance
before your arrival, I imagined your countenance countless times, yet none were as
my sweetest
Mommy is here…”
sky cloaked itself
from the
and scooped Rena into his arms. “Let
as he cradled her, he realized she had succumbed to unconsciousness, her body
tranquilly upon the
he whispered into her
The doctor affirmed that the weight of her emotional turmoil had rendered her subconsciously resistant to acceptance, thus
and Cecilia stood by
contain her grief, Cecilia sobbed harder. “Waylen, will Rena never awaken again? Maybe you should not have deceived her… Oh, the
away her tears
Korbyn were privy to Waylen’s wild plan, they dared not cling to hope. After all, the odds stood at
see the little
was being so
cries of his mother and sister, Waylen clasped Rena’s hand, his
stood in
Rena lay ensconced in
nighttime when she finally woke
resting against her hand. The visage she had once
Rena observed him silently….
an instant, Waylen
up at her in the subdued
their relationship, battered by the trials they had endured, languished in a dire state.
absence, a void had formed between them, leaving them with nothing to
and
a hoarse voice, Waylen tenderly replied, “Are you hungry? Let me fetch you something
rose to fill a bowl with
her tone icy. “There’s
ladling the soup, attempting to maintain a casual tone as he continued,
I don’t need it. How many times must I say
as
to meet each other’s gaze.
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