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!”

his help, allowing him

clicked shut, a

Dylan saw her expression, he said

when

stepped outside and

ticked by, but Olivia

but

on the door but

door open and entered the

walked into the bathroom, he was taken aback by the

was gently

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

breasts would become

to this method since she didn’t

she found herself in the position of manually

Olivia struggled with the pain, it was evident that her lack of experience in such

massaged her aching breast, emitting soft grunts of pain