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!”

allowing him to

as the door clicked shut, a faint furrow appeared on

said softly, “I’ll wait for you

me when

that, he stepped outside and waited

ticked by, but Olivia didn’t

help but become

on the door but

door open and

he was taken aback by the

was

all of it, she had to

would become tense and

was born, she didn’t have to resort to this method since she didn’t have this much milk back

she found

that her lack of experience in such matters only compounded

gently massaged her aching breast, emitting soft grunts of pain