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 in this very

Rena remained

slumbered for a full 24

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

Alexis…

How was she?

other side, she was

leaving only an abandoned quilt that once cradled

girl named Alexis had

tears streamed down her face. She pounded upon the glass door

Mommy is here. Alexis… Where

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 longer with

frozen

tears welling up and distorting her vision. The world before her appeared hazy

She couldn’t fathom it.

dozed off. How could Alexis

her as she pounded the glass relentlessly. Her palm grew swollen, yet she refused

all seemed like an illusion, a

slumber, Alexis would undoubtedly

sounds would surely rouse her from this bewildering dream…

her tightly amidst the chaos. The ward lay

was streaked

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

had vanished

refuge of soláce.

filled with hysteria. “Waylen… Alexis

Waylen endured it all.

Rena harbored immense animosity towards him, yet he could only

He held her.

the last remnants of tenderness between

her

in a daze. She murmured softly.

was so young, surely frightened without her mother by

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

But Rena persisted.

Waylen… She is my child. I

the earth lay cloaked in the shadow of towering trees,

Betty’s tomb

out of the car, her steps

her weakened legs giving way as

clung to her

moment, the harsh

Alexis was truly gone…

with heavy clouds, casting a somber tone over the

leaves, casting an eerie aura upon the ground, as if mourning the

devoid of her very

as she pondered whether Alexis was really

Rena questioned, “Alexis, are you departing without

gripped by

should Mommy

fresh soil against her chest, bowing her body. Even through

did you deny me a final glimpse

He held her.

last remnants of tenderness

held her for an

softly. “Where is she? I

so young, surely frightened without

fearing it would trigger further distress.

But Rena persisted.

my child. I

cemetery, the earth lay cloaked in the shadow

to Betty’s tomb stood a small

the car, her steps

way as she knelt on the

clung to her palms, revealing tender

that moment, the harsh reality finally sank

Alexis was truly gone…

loomed with heavy clouds, casting a somber tone over the

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

down her face, Rena appeared devoid of her very essence,

still plagued her thoughts as she pondered whether Alexis was

“Alexis, are you

you gripped by

should Mommy do

chest, bowing her body. Even through her garments, the frail silhouette of her back

did you deny me a final glimpse

Rena up but his hand froze midair

voice, he responded, “It was not a nice sight. I feared you

into

“Waylen, you are cruel beyond measure. She is your own flesh and

Alexis’ fate were too painful for Rena to

soil she cradled onto the

began to heap the earth upon the grave. Sharp stones mingled within the soil,

were devoid

I will bring you

they give you

the chance to love and pamper

arrival, I imagined your countenance countless times, yet

night, my sweetest little

Mommy is here…”

cloaked

withdrew from

stooped down and scooped Rena into his arms. “Let us

her, he realized she had succumbed to unconsciousness, her body unnaturally

Rena lay tranquilly upon the bed, her body attended

he whispered into her

The doctor affirmed that the weight of

and Cecilia stood

contain her grief, Cecilia sobbed harder. “Waylen, will Rena never awaken again? Maybe

wiped away her tears in

they dared not

They couldn’t see the little

being

Rena’s hand, his gaze

in

four long days, Rena lay ensconced in

when

lay prostrate on the edge of the bed, his weary face resting against her hand. The visage she had once admired now bore the marks of exhaustion

Rena observed him silently….

instant, Waylen roused from his

up at her in

the trials they had endured, languished in a dire state. When they

had formed between them,

fluttered closed, and she whispered,

voice, Waylen tenderly replied, “Are you hungry? Let me fetch you something

rose to fill

away, her

maintain a casual tone as he

don’t need it. How many times must

slightly as he gently set

being strangers, unable to meet each

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