A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

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Waylen’s gaze wandered toward the window, where the world beyond was shrouded in a veil of heavy snowfall. His voice, gentle and laden with longing, resonated through the room. “The night sky wears a snowy gown, and our children must be frolicking in delight. Rena, if you could awaken, I’d take you back home. We’d sip on warm milk and watch as our little ones fashion snowmen, their laughter ringing through the crisp air.”

His fingers brushed Rena’s cheek tenderly, her skin cool to the touch.

A wave of emotion surged within him, the weight of his heartbreak threatening to overcome him. Tears welled in his eyes, a silent testament to his sorrow.

A profound ache pierced his chest, and he leaned close to Rena, his lips grazing her neck as he whispered, his voice heavy with anguish, “Rena, the doctor speaks of your potential awakening tomorrow morning, but I cannot bear even a moment’s wait.”

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Fear clung to him, a relentless shadow that refused to dissipate. Closing his eyes was a risk he couldn’t afford, for it might mean missing the exact moment her eyelids fluttered open. As the hours gave way to dawn, the sun cast its golden glow upon the world, but Rena’s slumber remained unbroken.

Her body temperature seemed to be lower.

Morning arrived, cold and crisp, a stark reminder of the world’s relentless march forward.

Korbyn returned to the hospital, exhaustion etched on his features.

He shed his frost-kissed coat, its fabric heavy with the weight of the night’s labor. Silently, he approached Rena’s bedside, his gaze searching for a sign of change. With a hushed murmur, he broke the stillness. “Has Rena awoken yet?”

Waylen shook his head, his eyes never Leaving Rena’s form.

Breakfast arrived, a gesture of concern from Korbyn who recognized the toll Waylen’s vigil had taken. “Your mother is tending to the children. They don’t know about the accident yet,” Korbyn informed softly, his gaze filled with understanding.

Noticing Waylen’s eyes still fixated on Rena, Korbyn patted him on the shoulder, a comforting touch meant to reassure. He urged, “You’ve suffered blood loss and exhaustion. You must eat, for you cannot care for Rena on an empty stomach.”

Waylen nodded. He ate quickly and sat on the edge of the bed to keep her company. He continued to talk to her.

He told her about the kids and wanted her to wake up.

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Korbyn knew that Waylen’s mental condition was abnormal, but he could not persuade Waylen as well. If it was him who was involved in this accident, he also couldn’t maintain composure.

The doctor’s return brought with it a pang of anticipation. Yet, the sorrow etched on his face conveyed the harsh reality.

Waylen rose from his seat, his question punctuated by the weight of his concern. “Doctor, what if Rena doesn’t wake?”

The doctor, faced with Waylen’s determination, offered a measured response. “The fetus would be the first to be affected. But if the coma persists, it could have significant consequences on Mrs. Fowler’s health.”

Uncertainty hung in the air, Rena’s fate precariously balanced on the edge of her will.

As the doctor departed, leaving the room immersed in a heavy silence that only the sound of the snowflakes genty falling could be heard.

Korbyn approached the window, his own heart weighed down by the situation’s gravity.

Rena was his beloved daughter-in-law as important as Cecilia in his mind. Thinking of what might happen in the future, he couldn’t help but shed tears.

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