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 anything

was impossible to fathom anything from

was enough for Mark to conclude that the result

long drag on his cigarette,

him, he said in a hoarse voice, “Waylen, since I was a child, I’ve always believed that every bullet

still, I can’t bear to part with

”

and his unborn child was too much for Mark

allow himself to die and

won’t die,” Waylen calmly assured

reason for saying this was because Mark hadn’t paid

not they could be together, the children

didn’t mean he had finished

Waylen was no sentimentalist.

what he had come to tell him, he simply stood