A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Before Rena could react, Waylen had pressed her down on the sofa.

She found herself in an awkward position, but her gaze remained fixed on him with longing.

She couldn’t help reaching out to touch his handsome face, from his eyebrows to his nose, cherishing the memory of the man she loved. Her voice choked with emotion, she confessed, “Yes… I love you very much.”

Waylen stopped her hand from caressing his face.

In an unexpected turn, he flipped opened her loose dress, exposing her bulging belly.

It was soft and tender.

Rena’s body tensed as Waylen’s slender finger gently grazed her stomach.

She hadn’t been intimate in a long time.

Feeling the touch of the man she loved, it was impossible for her not to feel anything.

Her body reacted involuntarily.

“Do you want to do it?” he whispered in her ear, his voice husky.

“Ive heard that women at this stage of pregnancy have strong desires.”

Embarrassment mixed with anger surged within Rena.

She was not afraid of him growing distant; she was afraid of him becoming cold-hearted and cruel.

Waylen released her, adjusting his shirt casually. “Miss Gordon, do you want a husband or a man who can satisfy your needs? Think it through, and then we can have a proper conversation.”

Rena’s eyebrows twitched with frustration, but she gathered her dress with trembling hands.

Her voice was soft as she asked, “Do you want to divorce me?”

Waylen observed the blue veins on her forehead.

He found them oddly captivating.

He couldn’t resist gently touching them, but he responded ruthlessly, “No, I won’t. After all, we still have two children to raise.”

Waylen looked at Rena, finding her undeniably beautiful even in her pregnant state.

But living with a woman was not something he was interested in.

He went into the study and returned with a document in his hand.

Then, he gently handed her the document.

Sitting across from her, he looked composed and formal.

“Miss Gordon, I’m willing to raise our two children together,” he said with an air of detachment. “But you need to sign this separation agreement. Once you do, I’ll provide you with the corresponding alimony and visit the children once a week.”

Rena felt a sense of humiliation wash over her.

She couldn’t help but think that this was no different from divorce.

She considered pleading with him to reconsider, but she knew it would only push him further away

In fact, she should be glad.

Inwardly, she acknowledged that at least he was acknowledging their children’s existence, but her heart remained heavy.

The man she loved was sitting before her, and yet she couldn’t even embrace him, fearing his aversion. She couldn’t figure out what he was thinking about her and Elvira.

But she could never compete with a dead person.

Rena read through the separation agreement he had drawn up.

It outlined the custody of the children and a monthly alimony of two million dollars. He would visit once a week, but otherwise, they would not see each other. Of course, if there was an important activity that needed them to attend together, the other party had to unconditionally cooperate. The agreement also emphasized the need for marital loyalty.

Waylen stood up and suggested, “Take your time to think about it.”

He had something else to do in the law office, so he went into the cloakroom of the main bedroom and was about to change his clothes.

No sooner had he taken off his shirt than she followed him in.

Rena followed him, her heart urging her not to accept the separation. She stepped closer to him and said firmly, “Waylen, I don’t want to live apart from you.”

Frowning slightly, Waylen looked at her.

He put his hand on the belt and saw her still standing there.

Her face was red and her nose was red, as if she had cried.

She looked like she was easy to be picked on.

“Do you want to watch me change my clothes that much?” he questioned with a hoarse voice. “Mrs. Fowler, I haven’t had sex in a long time. If you want, let’s do it now.”

Rena refused.

She knew that he was merely using her as an object of desire, devoid of any emotional connection.

However, Waylen proceeded to kiss her, his movements lacking in experience.

Instinctively, he pressed her against the cabinet door, forcing her to kiss him.

Rena’s reflection in the mirror showed tears streaming down her face.

Waylen let go of her with a cold smile. “What a disappointment,” he remarked, holding her chin and touching the tip of her trembling tongue with his fingers.

His voice was low as he stated, “Don’t expect too much. Isn’t it better for both of us if we each take what we need?”

Though he resisted the idea of marriage, the fact that he was still legally bound to Rena could not be ignored.

He was a lawyer, after all, and his reputation mattered.

Divorcing her would expose him to ridicule, so maintaining the appearance of a marriage was essential. If she was willing to, they could even solve each other’s physiological needs every once in a while

According to the separation agreement, he would spend the night at her place once a week. Accompanying the children was the second reason. The main reason was he also had physiological needs.

Rena’s willingness to sign the agreement would be a wise decision in his eyes. ©

those words, Waylen retrieved a set of garments from the

he donned the outfit, eliciting her quiet,

her. As he was on the brink of delivering a taunt, his phone interrupted

he noticed the caller was

of the line, Korbyn spoke, and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated,

he nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us

hand… Go

it all

was merely a pretext; he simply

readily acquiesced. The two descended

he approached a sleek black McLaren, preparing to step

him, Rena found them

deal with it when you are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive. Please refrain from saying such things in

thoughts wandered to the little girl

Rena with her tender countenance and curly hair, the child exuded undeniable

he nodded, “Don’t

a sense

watched the black sports car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped her— happiness and

demeanor had thrown her

for a prolonged

“Mrs. Fowler, do board the

hands on her waist, Rena mustered a forced smile. “You might be right;

chauffeured her back to the

within the

lit confines of the study, Rena reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice recorder left behind by Waylen. After countless playbacks, she felt a

evening, she collected Alexis and headed to the

rushed over and greeted

Rena tenderly caressed

faint blush

face, Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed by such frequent

Juliette joined

away to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of Rena, “Have you

response to the question, Rena’s

from embarrassment and anger, she chose not

her, Korbyn had been privy to the events, thanks to his network

Allow me to remind you, indulging him merely because he has done much for you is not wise. You don’t need me to recount Waylen’s troubled past, do you? In any case, tolerance is not a sustainable solution. You slapped him so many times, but he still begged you to get

Rena maintained her silence.

nature, understanding her reluctance

concern for both Rena and Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart, leaving him with

Waylen returned. The Fowler family was preparing to

dark silhouette of the sports car halted, Waylen emerged. Unable to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long leg and nuzzling her little face against

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

to interacting with children in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he felt a hint of tenderness in

be the bond

his granddaughter, Korbyn concealed any trace of rejection on his face, though a touch

couldn’t possibly fathom the depth of his

discreetly wiped away her

dinner, an

Rena sat side by side but a palpable

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

surrender to vulnerability,

them together, believing that through physical intimacy, familiarity

his lips and expressed, “Dad, I have a case to handle. I must

surfaced. “Is your case more important than

room. He and Rena should have a meaningful conversation

to Korbyn’s wishes,

smile adorned Waylen’s

and ascended the

profound sadness settle within

the back of her hand, Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed with that approach

Rena nodded in agreement.

immediately, she chose to remain downstairs with the two children. After soothing Alexis

the window, Waylen stood, cigarette

his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and

her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually, “Have you learned to tell on

the

gently wrapped her arms around his waist under his unwavering

couple. I don’t wish to be apart from you. Isn’t it normal for

eyes held an enigmatic

his gaze fixed on the woman embraced

and submissive, as though she belonged entirely to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired, “Is your craving for me

had heard that women could engage in intimacy

a man who would never willingly subject himself to

women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any of it, he found himself with a wife – a young and beautiful woman carrying

of

emotional connection with her,

now, she was lying beneath him at the edge of

held her waist

accidentally harm the baby, so despite her desire to be close to him, she struggled to overcome

their efforts

Why don’t you want me

welled up in Rena’s

averted her gaze awkwardly and responded, “I’m

her bulging belly, where his child

knew that if it weren’t for the presence of his child,

that true

she didn’t seem interested, his desire waned and he was about to turn over

a faint sound emanated from the thick

a little head peeked in. In a voice reminiscent of a kitten’s, she

felt a

was slightly awkward as she weakly replied, “I’m

was fortunate that the

quickly straightened their

whose face

that a

onto the bed, holding something

into her father’s embrace, and then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed

Waylen was left speechless.