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.

looked frail and pale. Why hadn’t he

said with self-mockery, “I had a bit too much to

smile and suggested, “There are many

Mark glanced at Cecilia.

wasn’t naive. Mark’s reaction revealed that he had been aware of her

passed, and he hadn’t mentioned

Also, he had swiftly signed the divorce papers. Maybe

to terms with it, there was nothing for

Cecilia forced a smile.

“Sure.”

exceptionally upscale, complete with a coffee shop on the lower

ordered water, and Peter wisely

held her glass and asked softly,

Mark didn’t deny it.

last time

to my apartment because

Cecilia asked quietly.

at her

and while her belly had

her life was not

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

could move on if he

thought that her life might have been easier if she hadn’t become

he ultimately chose to remain silent, since it was he and Cecilia’s

Edwin would have

that

her tears and told him, “Mr. Evans, don’t worry. I won’t ask you to take responsibility for this child. I will

words, she felt a sense

that Mark had no intention of

politely, “Refrain from excessive drinking and smoking in the future. You

might not have taken her

“You’re right.

his

Cecilia couldn’t linger any longer. She picked up her bag from the table, offered

Peter considered stopping her.

Mark gently interjected,

reveal her vulnerable side to others and needed a

was

no longer the same Mr. Evans

hospital, her

an ultrasound, and she remained silent, failing to respond

muttered, “Take me

familiar with the area, knowing it was home to

way, he tried to engage Cecilia in conversation, sharing stories of the upper class to win her

“Can you

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

fell silent, thinking of a particular person:

had the means to

The driver was infuriated.

lost

to

drove for half an hour, and Cecilia asked him to return

rummaged in her bag and found a key she had kept with her

she had never truly moved on from

greeted by the scent of Jo Malone Wild Bluebell, her favorite perfume. She

it be that Mark had

inside, with fresh dew on a

milk in the fridge, as if

welled in her

one who failed to treat her right. He signed the divorce papers without hesitation, so why this display of

had he

felt an overwhelming sense

couldn’t bear to stay any

door, desperate to escape the

as she opened the

changed into casual

style

at her, taking in the tears at the corners of her eyes, and softly asked, “Cecilia, do you still

looked at him with trembling lips, her

leaned against the wall, finally

did love him, but her feelings

Mark closed the door.

offered her another pair. It was at this

a

feet but

in a hoarse voice, “Stay for lunch.

Cecilia was reluctant.

“I’m going home.”

crouching, placed a pair of slippers on her feet, maintaining his gentle demeanor. He said, “The driver has gone back, and it’s not easy to get a taxi

shoes for her. When he was done, he stood

his

five months along, so he could feel the movement of

that Mark was feeling the movement of a

Cecilia when she

he murmured, his

managed to blurt out a response, “It’s a five-month

sense a hint of complaint

responsibility towards her, so it

don’t you stay for Lunch? You need to eat on time. The baby needs nutrition, you know,” he

and sat

sofa instead? It’s softer,”

my Lower abdomen and that’s not good for the baby,”

in understanding and went straight to the

brought four

favorite meals. As he laid them before

out the food and then

eat more. You’re eating

began to eat quietly, without saying

spoonfuls, she looked at him and said, “Mark, you don’t have to do all this. We are no longer a couple. You’ve given

when he

“What can I rest

bored. She put down her cutlery and said,

though he was slim, he was

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

argue, so she just sat back down and resumed eating

ate, Mark dished more food into her plate from

the future?” he suddenly

Plans? For the future?

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