A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

Chapter 1789

When they were gone, Waylen walked in and closed the door behind him.

Then he took a seat across from Mark.

Mark sighed and asked him, “Do you happen to have any cigarettes on you?”

Waylen hesitated for a moment.

Then without a word, he reached into his pocket and brought out a cigarette pack, pulled out a stick and gave it to Mark.

The last time Mark smoked was nearly six months ago.

His hands trembled as he lit the cigarette.

After taking his first drag, he looked at Waylen and asked, “The test result is not looking very good, is it?”

didn’t say

was impossible to fathom anything from his face

enough for Mark to conclude that the result was

long drag on his cigarette, and then

a hoarse voice, “Waylen, since I was a child, I’ve always believed that every bullet has its

still, I can’t bear

”

and his unborn child was too much for Mark

couldn’t allow himself to die and

won’t die,” Waylen calmly

for saying this was because Mark hadn’t paid Cecilia what

they could be together, the children were

because he gave her some money didn’t mean he had finished fulfilling all of his responsibilities

Waylen was no sentimentalist.

come to