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

Rena remained a devoted

slumbered for a

opened her eyes. At first, her mind was a blank canvas, but then she rose from the bed and

Alexis…

How was she?

the other side, she was struck with

empty, all equipment removed, leaving only an

named

down her face. She pounded upon the glass door and called out

here. Alexis… Where have

trembling form. Waylen held her tightly, pressing his lips against her hair, desperate to shield her from further anguish. In à hoarse voice, he informed her, “Alexis is no

stood frozen in

welling up and distorting her vision. The

She couldn’t fathom it.

off. How could Alexis vanish

pounded the glass relentlessly. Her

an illusion,

this slumber, Alexis would undoubtedly still be

shattering sounds would surely rouse her from this bewildering

tightly amidst the chaos.

was streaked with

her, Rena gradually succumbed to the stark reality that Alexis had truly

vanished from

to her, his embrace a refuge of soláce.

filled with hysteria. “Waylen… Alexis

Waylen endured it all.

that Rena harbored immense animosity towards him, yet he could

He held her.

last remnants of tenderness between

her for

softly. “Where is she? I need

surely frightened without

trigger further distress. “Give it one more day. You

But Rena persisted.

She is my child. I

cemetery, the earth lay cloaked in the shadow of towering trees, the sun sinking beyond

to Betty’s tomb stood a small

of the car, her

giving way as

her

moment, the harsh reality finally

Alexis was truly gone…

with heavy clouds, casting a somber tone

its descent, its dying rays played upon the ebony leaves, casting an eerie aura upon the

her face, Rena appeared devoid of her very essence, as if her soul had been wrenched

somehow still plagued her thoughts as she pondered whether Alexis was really

are you

gripped

should Mommy do

bowing her body. Even through her garments, the frail

me a final glimpse of her?”

He held her.

last

held her

daze. She murmured softly. “Where is she? I need to see

surely frightened without

it would trigger further distress. “Give it one more day. You need to rest

But Rena persisted.

must go. Waylen… She is my child. I need to see

lay cloaked in the shadow of

to Betty’s tomb stood a

out of the car, her steps

she froze, her weakened legs giving way as she knelt on

her palms,

that moment, the harsh reality finally

Alexis was truly gone…

sky loomed with heavy clouds, casting

the sun began its descent, its dying rays played upon the ebony leaves, casting an

face, Rena appeared devoid of her very

plagued her thoughts as she

Rena questioned, “Alexis, are you departing without a

gripped by

Mommy do without

against her chest, bowing her body. Even through her garments, the frail

deny me a final glimpse of her?”

his hand

a nice sight. I feared

slipped into a

cruel beyond measure. She is your own flesh

words to describe Alexis’ fate were too painful

soil she cradled onto

Sharp stones mingled within the soil, lacerating her hands, yet

actions were devoid of conscious

I will bring you

give

had the chance to

your countenance countless times, yet none were as

my sweetest

Mommy is here…”

sky cloaked itself

of light withdrew from the heavens, shrouding the world

Rena

her, he realized she had

Rena lay tranquilly upon the bed, her body attended

into her

she remained unwilling to rouse from her slumber. The doctor affirmed that the weight

stood by her

sobbed harder. “Waylen, will Rena never awaken again? Maybe you should not have deceived her… Oh,

wiped away her tears

to Waylen’s wild plan, they dared not cling to hope. After all, the odds stood at

see the little

was being

the anguished cries of his mother and sister, Waylen clasped Rena’s hand, his gaze fixed upon

stood in

four long days, Rena lay ensconced in

was nighttime when she finally

the edge of the bed, his weary face resting against her hand. The visage she had once admired

Rena observed him silently….

Waylen

glanced up at her in the

had endured, languished in a dire state. When they looked into each other’s eyes

had formed between

fluttered closed, and she whispered,

tenderly replied, “Are you

fill a bowl with

her tone

freezing, but he quickly resumed ladling the soup, attempting to maintain a

it. How many times

trembled ever so slightly as he gently set the

were back to being strangers, unable to meet each other’s gaze.

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