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.

and pale. Why hadn’t he recovered

own attire and said with self-mockery, “I had a bit

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

Mark glanced at Cecilia.

Mark’s reaction revealed that he had been aware of her pregnancy for some

months had passed,

had swiftly signed the divorce papers. Maybe he also believed that they weren’t right for each

to terms with it, there

Cecilia forced a smile.

“Sure.”

exceptionally upscale, complete with a coffee shop on the

found a table, ordered water, and

and asked softly, “You already knew, didn’t

Mark didn’t deny it.

found out the last time I was in the

apartment because you knew about

Cecilia asked quietly.

looked at

her belly had grown bigger, she hadn’t gained

that her life was not going

offer comfort. His own

could move on if he didn’t

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

silent, since it was

Edwin would have a

Cecilia feeling that she

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

her words, she felt a sense

that Mark had no intention of

said politely, “Refrain from excessive drinking

he might not have taken her

“You’re right. I

his gaze on

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

Peter considered stopping her.

interjected, “Let her

side to others

was

longer the same Mr. Evans from

hospital, her mind

and she remained silent, failing to respond to the

she muttered, “Take me to

was home to many wealthy people’s lovers,

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

face away slightly and asked, “Can you believe I

course not. In Duefron, no one

driver then fell silent, thinking of a particular

the means to

The driver was infuriated.

was lost

want to visit there

an hour, and Cecilia asked

rummaged in her bag and found a key she had kept

was evident she had never truly

by the scent of Jo Malone Wild Bluebell, her favorite perfume. She hadn’t expected that fragrance to

that Mark had

was tidy inside, with fresh dew on a plate of

finding her preferred snacks and milk

in her

was the one who failed to treat her right. He signed

had he moved back

felt an overwhelming sense of

couldn’t bear to stay

to the door, desperate to escape the painful memories of her relationship

she opened the door, Mark was standing

changed into

style but

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

looked at him with trembling lips, her emotions

held her belly and leaned against the wall, finally uttering, “iihat’s the point of asking me

but her

Mark closed the door.

to put on a pair of slippers and offered her another pair. It was at this

a

move her feet but he gently

said in a hoarse voice,

Cecilia was reluctant.

“I’m going home.”

has gone back, and it’s not easy to get a taxi here. I’m worried about you. Please stay.

still while Mark changed her shoes for her. When he was done, he stood

gently placed his hand on

he could feel the movement

the first time that Mark was feeling

when

murmured, his eyes

blurt out a response, “It’s a

a hint

his responsibility towards her, so it

stay for Lunch? You need to eat

table and sat down. Then

sit on the sofa instead? It’s

It will put pressure on my Lower abdomen and that’s not good for the baby,”

went straight

came back, he brought four dishes, in

he laid them

out the food and then he handed her the

to eat more. You’re

to eat quietly, without

You’ve given me a lot of money, more than enough for me

swallowed when he

her, “What can I rest easy

down her cutlery and said, “I want to go home

hand. Even though he was slim,

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

argue, so she just sat back down and resumed eating

more food

your plans for the future?” he

Plans? For the future?

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