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.

sorrows in liquor, frequenting every

concerns were the least of

thoughts of death as a form of penance

numerous women approached him,

at the apartment he once shared with Olivia, his eyes welled with

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

“Dylan!”

through his haze, and he turned to find Gina standing

down her face as she pleaded, “Don’t

help him up, she was met

Dylan’s outburst was sharp.

how much I despise you? Are you satisfied now? I’ve lost everything-my wife,

and nose were red from crying, but she spoke softly

want me around, you should say