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.

his own attire and said with self-mockery, “I had a bit too much to drink at the party and ended up in the hospital for a week.

many people here.

Mark glanced at Cecilia.

had been

passed, and he

the divorce papers. Maybe

it,

Cecilia forced a smile.

“Sure.”

hospital was exceptionally upscale, complete with a coffee shop

found a table, ordered water, and

her glass and asked softly, “You already

Mark didn’t deny it.

found out the last time I was

came to my apartment because you knew about this

Cecilia asked quietly.

at her

months, and while her belly had grown bigger, she

that her life was not going

comfort. His own

move on if he

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

ultimately chose to remain silent,

Edwin would have a

feeling that

“Mr. Evans, don’t worry. I won’t ask you to take responsibility for this child. I will raise the child on

words, she felt a

no intention of accepting responsibility in the first

the same as before. She said politely, “Refrain from excessive drinking and smoking in the future. You should prioritize your health

the past, he might not have

“You’re right. I

fixed his gaze

her bag from the table, offered a quiet

Peter considered stopping her.

Mark gently interjected, “Let

her vulnerable side to others

she was

was no longer the same Mr. Evans

the hospital, her

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

muttered, “Take

home to many wealthy people’s lovers, with chic

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

face away slightly and asked, “Can you

In Duefron, no

fell silent, thinking of a particular

Mark had the means to keep

The driver was infuriated.

was lost

want to visit there

asked him to return to pick her up in the

found a

she had never truly moved

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

Mark had

inside, with fresh dew on a

preferred snacks and milk in the fridge, as if

welled in

the one who failed to treat her right.

he

an overwhelming sense

couldn’t bear to stay any

escape

the

changed

maintained his signature style but had

of her eyes,

him with trembling

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

him, but her feelings were overshadowed

Mark closed the door.

a pair of slippers and offered her another pair. It was

a humbling

feet but he

hoarse voice, “Stay

Cecilia was reluctant.

“I’m going home.”

feet, maintaining his gentle demeanor. He said, “The driver has gone back, and it’s not easy to get a taxi here.

for her. When

placed his hand

months along, so he could feel the movement of the

that Mark was feeling the movement

with Cecilia when

his eyes

blurt out a response, “It’s a

hint of

in his responsibility towards her, so it was only normal that she complain about

for Lunch? You need to eat on time. The baby needs nutrition, you know,” he

say anything in response. She just walked over to the table and sat down. Then she

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

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

straight to the kitchen without saying

he came back, he brought four dishes, in

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

carefully dished out the food and then he handed her the

eat more. You’re eating

to eat quietly, without saying

“Mark, you don’t have to do all this. We are no longer a couple. You’ve given me a

swallowed when he heard

her, “What can I

bored. She put down her cutlery and said, “I want to

though he was

you’re not eating for yourself alone. You’re pregnant. You need to eat more for the baby’s sake,” he

want to argue, so she just sat back down

Mark dished more food into her plate from time

your plans for the future?” he

Plans? For the future?

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