A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

His eyes softened as he glanced at Leyla sleeping peacefully.

Then, he pulled Laura closer, pressing her against him, continuing where they had left off.

Concerned about waking the child, he led her to the bathroom, where they could have some privacy.

Beneath the gentle glow of the bathroom light, Laura’s skin appeared radiant.

Edwin moved with vigor, determined to please her.

As he approached climax, he slowed his pace, his forehead glistening with sweat.

With a whispered promise, he kissed his wife tenderly.

“Even when I’m sixty, I’ll still know how to make you happy.

”

Laura cradled his head tenderly, allowing her more feminine, sensual side to emerge in the privacy of their intimacy.

With a soft exhale, she murmured, “You’re quite the smooth talker.

”

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Edwin leaned in, pressing his forehead against hers as he kissed her Lips gently.

He whispered, “Only for you, Laura.

My love is yours alone.

Always and forever.

”

Laura trembled slightly, surrendering to his kiss as they shared a moment of passion.

Afterward, she quickly drifted off to sleep, content and sated.

Meanwhile, Edwin stepped out onto the balcony, lighting up a cigarette as the autumn rain fell gently around him.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He noticed the light still on in a car parked outside the villa, knowing it belonged to Dylan.

Glancing toward his sister’s bedroom, he noted the darkness within.

He doubted Olivia would forgive Dylan this time.

Their relationship seemed beyond repair.

But perhaps it was for the best.

Eventually, Dylan would move on and find love elsewhere, maybe with Gina or someone else entirely.

Only time would tell.

Finishing his cigarette, Edwin returned to his room, the sound of raindrops providing a soothing backdrop as he settled in for the night.

Meanwhile, Dylan had been waiting for days, hoping to catch Olivia’s attention.

When she finally emerged, seated in the back of a black limousine, Dylan hurried over.

The car halted, and Olivia calmly addressed him through the open window.

“I’ve made myself clear.

Please don’t come here again.

I don’t want you to disturb my life anymore,” Olivia stated firmly.

Dylan’s clothes were damp, likely from standing outside the mansion all night, the dew seeping into his attire.

He gazed at her, his voice slow and incredulous.

“I don’t believe it.

I can’t believe you’d go through with the abortion.

I’ve thought about it endlessly, but I just can’t imagine you doing it.

The baby is still with you, isn’t it?”

“It’s gone,” Olivia reiterated calmly.

Noting Dylan’s continued presence, she retrieved a piece of paper from her bag and handed it to him.

“This is the agreement for the termination of the pregnancy.

I’ve signed it, and they performed the surgery on me.

Along with it is the post-operation report.

If you doubt me, take a look.

”

The paper was light, but Dylan was too stunned to catch it.

It fluttered softly to the ground as the window of the black limousine closed, the car pulling away.