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…
freeze time
Rena remained a devoted
a full 24
opened her eyes. At first, her mind was a blank canvas, but then she rose from the bed and hurried towards the glass
Alexis…
How was she?
Rena beheld the other side, she
stood empty, all equipment removed, leaving only an
girl named
Rena, tears streamed down her face. She pounded upon the glass door and called out
here. Alexis…
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
frozen
welling up and distorting her
She couldn’t fathom it.
dozed off. How could Alexis
consumed her as she pounded the glass relentlessly. Her palm grew swollen,
like an illusion,
slumber, Alexis would undoubtedly
frenzy of destruction. She believed that the shattering sounds would surely rouse her from this bewildering dream…
the
was
succumbed
had vanished from the
refuge of soláce. He
repeatedly, her cries filled with hysteria.
Waylen endured it all.
harbored immense animosity towards
He held her.
the last
her for an
a daze. She murmured softly. “Where is she? I need to
was so young, surely frightened without her mother by
Rena to go, fearing it would trigger further distress.
But Rena persisted.
is my child. I need
cemetery, the earth lay cloaked in the shadow of towering trees, the
to Betty’s tomb
of the car, her steps
froze, her weakened legs giving way as she knelt on the ground, her trembling
clung to her palms, revealing tender
the harsh reality finally sank
Alexis was truly gone…
sky loomed with heavy clouds, casting a somber tone over
rays played upon the ebony leaves, casting an eerie aura upon the ground, as if mourning
down her face, Rena appeared devoid of her very essence, as if her
still plagued her thoughts as she
questioned, “Alexis, are you
you gripped
What should Mommy
against her chest, bowing her body. Even through her garments, the frail silhouette
me a final glimpse of
He held her.
the last remnants
her for an
in a daze. She murmured softly. “Where is she?
was so young, surely frightened
go, fearing it would trigger further distress. “Give
But Rena persisted.
my child. I
cloaked in the shadow of towering trees, the
tomb
of the car, her
her weakened legs giving way as she knelt on the ground, her trembling
her palms, revealing
the harsh reality finally
Alexis was truly gone…
clouds, casting
the ebony leaves, casting an eerie aura upon the ground, as if mourning the loss of
devoid of her very essence, as if her soul had been
somehow still plagued her thoughts as she pondered whether Alexis
are you
you gripped by
Mommy do without
her chest, bowing her body. Even through her garments, the frail silhouette
you deny me a final glimpse of her?” Her words trembled
to lift Rena up but his
was not a nice sight. I feared you would never
into a trance-like
eyes partially closed, she whispered, “Waylen, you are cruel beyond measure. She is your own flesh and blood. How could
to describe Alexis’ fate were
soil she cradled onto
began to heap the earth upon the grave. Sharp stones mingled within the soil, lacerating her hands,
devoid
will bring
give you
never had the chance to
before your arrival, I imagined your countenance countless
night, my
Mommy is here…”
sky cloaked itself
light withdrew from the heavens, shrouding
stooped down and scooped Rena into his arms. “Let
she had
ward, Rena lay tranquilly upon the bed, her body
whispered into her ear,
she remained unwilling to rouse from her slumber. The doctor affirmed that the weight of her emotional turmoil had rendered her subconsciously resistant to acceptance,
stood by her
contain her grief, Cecilia sobbed harder. “Waylen, will Rena never awaken again? Maybe
wiped away her tears
and Korbyn were privy to Waylen’s wild plan, they dared not cling to hope. After all,
couldn’t see
was being so
clasped Rena’s hand,
in stunned
was nighttime when she
weary face resting against her hand. The visage she had once admired now bore the
Rena observed him silently….
Waylen roused from his
at her
battered by the trials they had endured, languished in a dire state. When they looked into each
a void had formed between them, leaving
closed, and she whispered,
Waylen tenderly replied, “Are you hungry? Let me
rose to fill a bowl with
her tone icy. “There’s
the soup, attempting to maintain a casual tone as
How many times must I say it? I don’t
trembled ever so slightly as he gently set
back to being strangers, unable to meet each other’s gaze. Perhaps it was easier to communicate this
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