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 to

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

said softly, “I’ll wait for you

when you

stepped outside and waited

but Olivia didn’t call

couldn’t help but become a

on the

he pushed the door

Dylan walked into the bathroom, he was taken aback by the

sink, Olivia was gently expressing

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

would

have to resort to this

first time she found

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

a furrowed brow, she gently massaged her