A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

He remained frozen in place.

Olivia’s words pierced his heart like a dagger, leaving him wounded.

A gust of wind carried the paper away, and after a moment, he retrieved it.

As he read the document, detailing the termination of a six-week pregnancy, his eyes lingered on Olivia’s signature.

Attached was a blurry ultrasound image, a faint white dot indicating the presence of their unborn child.

With the paper clutched tightly in his hand, Dylan sank to his knees, tears welling in his eyes.

He finally accepted the harsh reality.

The baby was gone, and so was his relationship with Olivia.

Afterward, Dylan turned to alcohol as a coping mechanism.

after night, he drowned his sorrows in liquor,

were the least

even entertained thoughts of death as a form of

his handsome appearance and wealth, numerous women approached him, but he rebuffed them all, finding solace in lashing

he leaned against the railing, gazing up at the apartment he once shared

twitched, betraying his inner turmoil as he reached for the bottle once more, draining its

“Dylan!”

haze, and he turned to find Gina standing before him, her gaze filled with

pleaded, “Don’t do this

she was

Dylan’s outburst was sharp.

you satisfied now?

but she spoke softly after a moment of

around, you should say so from