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

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

many people here. How about

Mark glanced at Cecilia.

naive. Mark’s reaction revealed that he had been aware of

four months had passed, and

marriage. Also, he had swiftly signed the divorce papers. Maybe he also believed that they weren’t right

he could come to terms with it,

Cecilia forced a smile.

“Sure.”

exceptionally upscale, complete with

a table, ordered water, and Peter

her glass and asked softly, “You

Mark didn’t deny it.

replied, “I found out the last time I was in the

apartment because

Cecilia asked quietly.

looked at

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

that her life was

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

could move on if he

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

ultimately chose to remain silent, since it was he and

future, Edwin would have a

that

won’t ask you to take responsibility for this child. I will raise

felt a sense

had no intention of accepting responsibility

excessive drinking and smoking

might not

“You’re right. I

his gaze

She picked up her

Peter considered stopping her.

Mark gently interjected, “Let her

her vulnerable side to others

she was still a fragile

the same Mr. Evans from the

the hospital, her mind

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

“Take me to Gamous

knowing it was home to many wealthy people’s

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

slightly and asked, “Can you

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

driver then fell silent, thinking of a particular person:

had the means to

The driver was infuriated.

was lost in

to

Cecilia asked him

bag and found a key

she had never

door, Cecilia was greeted by the scent of Jo Malone Wild Bluebell, her

Mark had been

a plate

and milk in the fridge, as if someone had prepared them for

in her

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

had he moved

felt an

couldn’t bear to

to escape the painful

as she opened the door, Mark

changed

style but

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

trembling lips, her

the wall, finally uttering, “iihat’s the point of asking

did love him, but her feelings were

Mark closed the door.

on a pair of slippers and offered her another pair.

was a

to move her feet but

said in a hoarse voice, “Stay

Cecilia was reluctant.

“I’m going home.”

said, “The driver has gone back, and it’s not easy

changed her shoes for her. When he was done, he

he gently placed his

he could feel the movement

first time that Mark was feeling the

Cecilia when she was

his eyes wide

out a response, “It’s a five-month baby. Of

a hint of complaint in

towards her, so it was only normal that

need to eat on

just walked over to the table and sat down. Then she took out a parenting book from

on the sofa instead? It’s softer,”

and that’s not good for the baby,”

understanding and went straight to the kitchen

he brought four dishes, in addition to a

meals. As he laid them before her, Cecilia stared blankly

and then he handed

You’re

eat quietly, without

taking a few 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 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

“What can I

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

Even though he was slim,

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

to argue, so she just sat back down and resumed eating

Mark dished more food into her plate

future?” he suddenly asked

Plans? For the future?

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