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!”

help, allowing him to guide

the door clicked shut, a faint furrow appeared on Olivia’s

expression, he said softly, “I’ll wait for you out

when you are

that, he stepped outside and waited

ticked by, but

couldn’t help but become a bit

on the door but received no

the door

he was taken aback by

front of the sink, Olivia was

all of it, she had to

her breasts would

have to resort to this method since she

was the first time she found

was evident that her lack of experience in such

a furrowed brow, she gently massaged her aching breast, emitting