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.

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

“There are many people here.

Mark glanced at Cecilia.

reaction revealed that he had been aware

passed, and he hadn’t

Also, he had swiftly signed the divorce papers. Maybe he also

it, there was nothing for

Cecilia forced a smile.

“Sure.”

was exceptionally upscale, complete with a coffee shop on the

found a table, ordered water, and Peter

and asked

Mark didn’t deny it.

out the last

to my apartment because

Cecilia asked quietly.

at her

and while her belly

evident that her life was not going

offer comfort. His own situation was complex, and his

could move on if he didn’t make

thought that her life might

silent, since it was

the future, Edwin would have

Cecilia feeling that she

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

her words, she felt a sense

had no intention of accepting responsibility in the

no longer the same as before. She said politely, “Refrain from excessive drinking and smoking in the future. You should prioritize

he might not have

nodded and said, “You’re right. I

fixed his gaze on

longer. She picked up her bag from the table, offered a quiet apology, and began to

Peter considered stopping her.

gently interjected, “Let her

side to others and needed a place

was

the same Mr.

the hospital, her mind

ultrasound, and she remained silent,

“Take me

familiar with the area, knowing it was home to many wealthy people’s lovers, with chic and

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

and asked, “Can you

not. In Duefron, no one would dare to do such

thinking of

Mark had the means to keep

The driver was infuriated.

lost

want to visit there

half an hour, and Cecilia asked him to

found a key she had kept with her all

she had never

of Jo Malone Wild Bluebell, her favorite perfume. She hadn’t expected that fragrance to still Linger

be that Mark had been coming

a

snacks and milk in the

in her

so affectionate? They had divorced, and he was the one who failed to treat

he moved

felt an overwhelming sense

couldn’t bear to

the door, desperate to escape the painful memories of her

the door,

changed

still maintained his signature style but had lost so much

her, taking in the tears at the corners of her

at him with trembling lips, her

belly and leaned against the wall, finally uttering, “iihat’s the point

but her

Mark closed the door.

crouched down to put on a pair of slippers and offered her another pair. It was at this moment that he

was a humbling

feet but he gently Lifted her

a hoarse voice, “Stay for lunch. I’ll

Cecilia was reluctant.

“I’m going home.”

placed a pair of slippers on her feet, maintaining his gentle demeanor. He said, “The driver has gone back, and it’s

shoes for her. When he was done, he stood

placed his

was five months along, so he could feel

first time that Mark was feeling the movement of a baby

with Cecilia when she was

his eyes wide with

a response, “It’s a five-month baby. Of course there will

sense a hint of complaint

so it was only normal that she

You need to eat on time. The baby

the table and sat down. Then she took

not sit on the sofa

pressure on my Lower abdomen and that’s not

in understanding and went straight to the kitchen

brought four dishes, in

meals. As he laid them before her, Cecilia stared

the food and then he handed her the

to eat more. You’re eating for two now,” he

eat quietly, without

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

swallowed when he heard

“What can I

was already feeling bored. She put down her cutlery and

Mark quickly held her hand. Even though he was slim,

for yourself alone. You’re

want to argue, so she just

more food into

plans for the future?” he

Plans? For the future?

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