A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1781-1790

Waylen kissed her passionately.

His voice was rough and filled with longing.

“I can’t bear the wait any longer, Rena. You’ve been on my mind all day. Since Elva was born, we’ve had little intimate time. Every time we get close, she starts crying.”

As he spoke, Waylen’s frustration grew more intense.

Rena had to rest her head on his shoulder and Lightly nibble at it.

Waylen poured out his jealousy and insecurities.

When Rena couldn’t handle it any longer, her voice quivered as she consoled him.

“No matter how many children we have, you are always the one I love the most. My beloved Waylen…”

Waylen was captivated by her words and lowered his head to playfully nibble her nose.

“You have a way of calming me,” he admitted.

But everyone, him including, loved sweet words.

Waylen couldn’t resist urging Rena, “Say my name. Rena, call me Waylen.”

“Waylen! Waylen!”

After quite a while, everything fell silent. He rested against her, his neck damp with sweat. He said in a low, husky voice, “I love it when you say my name like that. It drives me wild every time.”

Rena blushed.

Seeing her blush, Waylen couldn’t resist kissing her, wanting more.

However, their baby’s cries interrupted the romantic atmosphere.

Just as he was about to ignore her, Rena gently pushed him. She said in a trembling voice, “I think she has wet her diaper. Waylen, please go check on her.”

Waylen was in high spirits.

He exhaled with difficulty and muttered to himself, “Why did we have to have so many children?”

However, he didn’t want to cause Rena any distress. After washing his hands, he dutifully changed Elva’s diaper.

Despite his grumbling, his eyes and demeanor were gentle as he changed the baby’s diaper with utmost care.

He held the baby’s tiny bottom in his hand and put on a fresh diaper adorned with small pink flowers.

Waylen had earlier gone with Alexis to the supermarket and picked out these ones.

Rena tidied herself as she gazed at Waylen in admiration.

At that moment, he was truly a wonderful husband.

Perhaps it was the intensity of her gaze that prompted Waylen to look up. When their eyes met, Rena turned away shyly. He chuckled at her action.

“Mrs. Fowler, you have your moments of shyness, I see.”

Just moments ago, Rena adored him, but now she found him really annoying.

Waylen finished changing Elva’s diaper and instead of engaging in another round of intimacy with Rena, he scooped up the baby, cradled her in his arms, and began to soothe and talk to her.

Elva giggled and kicked her little legs in delight.

Waylen planted a gentle kiss on Elva’s forehead.

He whispered, “You have that sweet milky scent. It’s delightful.”

Rena couldn’t resist joining in to caress the baby.

The atmosphere was so romantic that it was the perfect time for private conversations between a couple.

Amidst his playful interaction with the baby, Waylen said, “I met Mark’s attending doctor this morning. The situation is a bit complicated.”

Rena’s heart ached as she asked, “Is there a chance for him to recover?”

“It’s uncertain,” Waylen replied.

“It’s a fifty-fifty chance.”

After uttering those words, he glanced at his wife’s tear-filled eyes and gently patted her.

“Please don’t cry.” I’ll figure something out.

Rena nodded.

She leaned on his shoulder in silence.

After a while, Waylen suddenly said, “If it ever comes to the point where things can’t be reversed, I’ll tell Cecilia everything.”

Waylen had a deep understanding of his sister.

Cecilia might act tough, but she had a softer side.

While she had wanted to break up with Mark, if it became a matter of life and death, Waylen believed she would want to know and have closure.

Waylen didn’t want Cecilia to have any regrets in her life.

However, that time was still in the distant future.

With a heavy heart, Rena went to visit Mark the next day.

Unfortunately, Mark was in the middle of a check-up, and Rena had other commitments, so she left first.

Peter saw Rena off.

Then he hurried to the examination center to pick up Mark.

Peter reached the ultrasound department.

He saw Mark, but he also spotted someone else–Cecilia.

Cecilia was visibly pregnant, her belly swollen.

She seemed to be five or six months along.

She had come for a prenatal checkup and coincidentally ran into Mark.

They locked eyes. Mark’s gaze shifted to her belly, and he asked in a hoarse voice, “It’s about five months, right?”

Cecilia’s eyes welled up with tears.

She gazed at Mark, who was wearing a hospital gown.

pale. Why hadn’t

with self-mockery, “I had a bit too much to drink at the party and

a smile and suggested, “There are many people here. How about

Mark glanced at Cecilia.

revealed that he had been aware of her

had passed, and he hadn’t

marriage. Also, he had swiftly signed the divorce

come to terms with it, there was nothing for her

Cecilia forced a smile.

“Sure.”

with

table, ordered water, and Peter wisely sat at another

asked softly, “You

Mark didn’t deny it.

last

apartment because you knew

Cecilia asked quietly.

looked at

pregnant for five months, and while her belly had grown bigger,

was evident that her life was

hesitated to offer comfort. His own situation was complex, and his future

could move on if he

that her life might have been

he ultimately chose to remain silent, since

future, Edwin

Cecilia feeling that she should really

worry. I won’t ask you

her words, she felt a sense

intention of accepting responsibility in

longer the same as before. She said politely, “Refrain from excessive drinking and smoking in the future. You

might not have taken her advice

and said, “You’re right. I must take care of

his gaze

words, Cecilia couldn’t linger any longer. She picked up her bag from the table, offered a quiet apology, and began

Peter considered stopping her.

Mark gently interjected,

vulnerable side to others and needed a place to

all these years, she was still a fragile

he was no longer the

the hospital, her

even undergo an ultrasound, and she remained silent, failing to respond to

she muttered, “Take

was home to

engage Cecilia in conversation, sharing stories

turned her face away slightly and asked, “Can you believe I stayed there for six

nervously and replied, “Of course not. In Duefron, no one would dare

then fell silent, thinking of

means to keep

The driver was infuriated.

lost in

want to visit

Cecilia asked him to return

a key she had kept with her

never truly

opening the door, Cecilia was greeted by the scent of Jo Malone Wild Bluebell, her favorite perfume.

it be that Mark had

with fresh dew on a

the kitchen, finding her preferred snacks and milk in the fridge, as if someone had prepared them for

welled in

one who failed to treat her right. He signed the divorce papers without

had he moved back

she felt an overwhelming sense

bear to stay any

escape the painful memories

she opened the door, Mark was standing

changed

maintained his signature style but

of her eyes, and softly asked, “Cecilia, do you

trembling

leaned against the wall,

her feelings were overshadowed

Mark closed the door.

of slippers and offered her

was a

her feet but he

said in a hoarse voice,

Cecilia was reluctant.

“I’m going home.”

gone back, and

changed her shoes for her. When he

he gently placed his hand on

was five months along, so he could feel the movement

feeling the movement of a

wasn’t with Cecilia when

moving,” he murmured, his eyes

response, “It’s a five-month baby.

a hint of complaint in

towards her, so

eat on time.

didn’t say anything in response. She just walked over to the table and sat down. Then she took out a parenting book from her

sit on the sofa instead? It’s softer,”

will put pressure on my Lower abdomen and that’s not

understanding and went straight

came back, he brought four dishes, in

contained Cecilia’s favorite meals. As he laid them before her, Cecilia stared blankly at

food and then he handed

eat more. You’re eating

to eat quietly, without

given me a lot of money, more than enough for me to raise another child. I don’t intend to hold you to any further responsibility.

when he

asked her, “What can I

Cecilia was already feeling bored. She put down her cutlery and said, “I want

hand. Even though he was slim,

that you’re not eating for yourself alone. You’re pregnant. You need to eat more for the

argue, so she just sat back down and resumed eating

dished more food into her plate from time

plans for the future?” he suddenly asked her

Plans? For the future?

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