A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

As she nursed the baby, Dylan tenderly kneaded her tense shoulders.

In no time, Eason was contentedly full.

It was typical for a newborn to doze off right after feeding, showing minimal interaction with adults beyond their basic needs.

After Dylan gently placed the boy back into the cot, his gaze lingered on the tiny form before him, and his heart swelled with warmth.

This was the offspring of Olivia and himself.

Eason bore a striking resemblance to Leyla, though Leyla’s features were more delicate, befitting a girl.

It was evident that Eason would grow into a handsome young man.

With that realization, Dylan couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment in having such a pair of children.

When Dylan turned around, he saw Olivia attempting to rise from her bed.

Hastening to her side, he offered assistance with a gentle tone, “Hey, what’s up? Need to use the bathroom? Let me lend you a hand!”

him to guide her

as the door clicked shut, a faint furrow appeared

said softly, “I’ll wait

me when you

he stepped outside

ticked by, but Olivia didn’t call

help but become a bit

tapped lightly on the door but

he pushed the door open and

he was

sink, Olivia was gently expressing

was regrettable that Eason couldn’t consume all of it, she had to relieve

her breasts would

this method since she didn’t

the first time she found herself in

with the pain, it was evident that her lack of experience in such matters only compounded the

brow, she gently massaged her aching breast, emitting