A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Leyla, with her hands cradling her face, nestled into his embrace and lost in a peaceful dreamland.

Ever since giving birth, Olivia had struggled with insomnia.

However, tonight, lulled by the rain and the rhythmic breathing of her companion, she enjoyed a restful sleep.

When she woke up, the clock already read eight in the morning.

Moms still asleep, Leyla whispered to Myrna outside the door.

Olivia smiled as she lay on a soft pillow, watching Dylan feed their son.

She felt her milk flowing and asked Dylan to bring Eason over, saying, Let me feed him.

He doesnt like infant formula.

Dylan held their son and smiled, replying, Hell have to manage with it.

You were sleeping. Olivia looked at him.

Ill be outside.

Just let me know when youre finished.

Dylan placed the baby in her arms before stepping out.

Alright, she replied.noveldrama

When Dylan left the room, she unbuttoned her shirt and began feeding Eason.

The little boy was eager and hungry, yet he remained obedient.

He held onto his mother tightly, gazing up at her with his big eyes.

His forehead was broad, just like Cecilias.

Olivia leaned down and planted a kiss on his forehead.

Truth be told, Olivia hadnt endured much hardship since giving birth to Eason.

Dylan took care of the baby most of the time, while also impeccably dressed up to impress her each day.

Reflecting on this, she couldnt suppress her smile.

How endearingly childish he could be! Upon entering, Dylan spotted her gentle smile.

Unable to resist, he sat beside her, reaching out to touch Easons head before turning to her.

Whats amusing you? he inquired, looking into her eyes.

I thought you might step out, Olivia murmured, her gaze dropping.

So, should I give you some space? Dylan grinned.

She didnt press the issue. There was really no need for it.

She was just expressing herself.

Back in the hospital after giving birth, Dylan had been the one taking care of her.

She lifted her chin slightly.

Could you pass me a hot towel? I need to apply it to my breasts.

Did he bite you? Dylan caught her implication.

She nodded in confirmation.

Dylan playfully pinched Easons cheek.

You dont even have teeth, yet you are already biting your mother.

Maybe Ill stick to giving you formula next time.