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.

still looked frail and pale. Why hadn’t

and said with self-mockery, “I had a bit too much to drink at the party and ended up in

with a smile and suggested, “There are many

Mark glanced at Cecilia.

had been aware of

months had passed, and he hadn’t

fought for their marriage. Also, he had swiftly signed the divorce papers.

to terms with it, there was nothing

Cecilia forced a smile.

“Sure.”

exceptionally upscale, complete with a

a table, ordered water, and Peter wisely sat at another

and asked softly, “You

Mark didn’t deny it.

last time I was

you came to my apartment because

Cecilia asked quietly.

looked at

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

her life was

comfort. His own situation was complex, and his future held

Cecilia could move on

life might

he ultimately chose to remain silent, since it was he

Edwin would have

silence left Cecilia feeling that she should really

Evans, don’t worry. I won’t ask you to take responsibility for this child.

she felt a sense of

no intention of accepting responsibility in the

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

past, he might not have taken her

said, “You’re right. I

his gaze

further words, Cecilia couldn’t linger any longer. She picked up her bag from the table, offered a quiet apology, and began

Peter considered stopping her.

gently interjected, “Let

vulnerable side to others and needed a

was still a

no longer the same Mr. Evans

hospital, her

didn’t even undergo an ultrasound, and she remained silent, failing to respond to the driver’s

“Take me

home to

engage Cecilia in conversation, sharing stories of the upper class

asked, “Can you believe I

In

silent, thinking of a particular

the means to keep such matters

The driver was infuriated.

lost

to visit there

driver drove for half an hour, and Cecilia asked him to return to pick her up in the

a key she had kept with

she had never truly moved on from

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

Mark had been coming back

inside, with fresh dew on a plate of fruits,

to the kitchen, finding her preferred snacks and milk in the fridge, as if someone had prepared them for

welled in

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

had he moved

an overwhelming

bear to

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

the door, Mark

had changed into

still maintained his signature style

corners of her eyes, and softly asked, “Cecilia, do you still love

him with trembling lips, her

leaned against the wall,

him, but her feelings were overshadowed

Mark closed the door.

on a pair of slippers and offered her another pair.

was a humbling

feet but he gently

in a hoarse voice,

Cecilia was reluctant.

“I’m going home.”

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 here. I’m worried about you.

for

he gently placed his hand on

along, so he could feel the

that Mark was feeling the

wasn’t with Cecilia when she

moving,” he murmured, his eyes wide with

to blurt out a response, “It’s

could sense a hint of

his responsibility towards her, so it

to eat on time.

to the table and sat down. Then she took

on the sofa instead?

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

and went straight to

came back, he brought four dishes, in addition to a

dishes contained Cecilia’s favorite meals. As he laid them before her, Cecilia

carefully dished out the food and

try to eat more. You’re eating

eat quietly,

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

when

her, “What can I rest

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

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

alone. You’re pregnant. You need to eat more for the baby’s

she just

more food into her

plans for the future?” he suddenly asked her in a casual

Plans? For the future?

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