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A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

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Waylen nudged the two out the door, suggesting they returned to their own home.

Waylen watched their car drive away, a sense of relief washing over him.

Rena teased him, “You can be pretty rude, Waylen.”

There was no one nearby. Waylen delicately grasped her chin and playfully jiggled it.

“Once the baby arrives, I’ll show you what rudeness means.”

Rena playfully accused him of being a flirt.

Waylen strolled behind her leisurely. After some time, he declared, “After this baby arrives, we’re done having kids.”

Rena believed she couldn’t have a serious conversation with a rascal like him.

She headed upstairs and enjoyed some peaceful reading for a bit.

Her thoughts then drifted to the situation with Albert’s family.

Everything was arranged, but unexpectedly, Albert’s mother, Helen, became ill.

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The plan had to be delayed.

Rena gently placed her hand on her belly, contemplating that she needed to wait until the baby arrived before putting her plan into motion.

She wasn’t in any rush, but Albert was getting impatient.

Cecilia and Edwin were picked up in a sleek black Limousine.

Peter occupied the seat in front of them. He spun around with a cheerful expression and exclaimed, “Mr. Evans will have more time to be with you from now on, Edwin. Does that make you happy?”

Edwin gave a little nod.

In the backseat, Mark appeared more at ease, his smile bright.

“Peter, there’s no need to call me Mr. Evans anymore. Just call me Mark.”

Despite the vast business dealings of the Evans family, Mark had embarked on a new venture, starting his own company.

This was just the beginning, and he felt confident about doing it right.

They arrived at the villa Mark had purchased.

Mark carried Edwin out of the car, planted a kiss on him, and whispered to him, “Do you think your mom is still upset with me?”

Edwin sneaked a peek at Cecilia.

Waylen nudged the two out the door, suggesting they returned to their own home.

Waylen watched their car drive away, a sense of relief washing over him.

Rena teased him, “You can be pretty rude, Waylen.”

There was no one nearby. Waylen delicately grasped her chin and playfully jiggled it.

“Once the baby arrives, I’ll show you what rudeness means.”

Rena playfully accused him of being a flirt.

Waylen strolled behind her leisurely. After some time, he declared, “After this baby arrives, we’re done having kids.”

Rena believed she couldn’t have a serious conversation with a rascal like him.

She headed upstairs and enjoyed some peaceful reading for a bit.

Her thoughts then drifted to the situation with Albert’s family.

Everything was arranged, but unexpectedly, Albert’s mother, Helen, became ill.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

The plan had to be delayed.

Rena gently placed her hand on her belly, contemplating that she needed to wait until the baby arrived before putting her plan into motion.

She wasn’t in any rush, but Albert was getting impatient.

Cecilia and Edwin were picked up in a sleek black Limousine.

 

Peter occupied the seat in front of them. He spun around with a cheerful expression and exclaimed, “Mr. Evans will have more time to be with you from now on, Edwin. Does that make you happy?”

Edwin gave a little nod.

In the backseat, Mark appeared more at ease, his smile bright.

“Peter, there’s no need to call me Mr. Evans anymore. Just call me Mark.”

Despite the vast business dealings of the Evans family, Mark had embarked on a new venture, starting his own company.

This was just the beginning, and he felt confident about doing it right.

They arrived at the villa Mark had purchased.

Mark carried Edwin out of the car, planted a kiss on him, and whispered to him, “Do you think your mom is still upset with me?”

Edwin sneaked a peek at Cecilia.