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. ©

retrieved a set of garments from the

the presence of Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting her

her. As he was on the brink of

was Korbyn, prompting him to

and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated,

mentioned, “Dad wants us back for dinner. ‘m

other hand…

comprehended it all

pretext; he simply didn’t wish

acquiesced. The

while he approached a

them separated by the car

a composed tone, she addressed him, “Waylen, I can deal with it when you are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite

thoughts wandered to the little girl in

Rena with her tender countenance and curly

acold gesture, he

a sense of

vanish, conflicting

demeanor had thrown her

stood for a prolonged

plight, compelled to approach and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first. Considering your pregnancy, prolonged standing isn’t good for your

a forced smile. “You

chauffeured her back to the

within the

listening to the recording on

collected Alexis and

rushed over and greeted Rena with warmth, “Auntie

Rena tenderly caressed the

blush adorned

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

Juliette joined

indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of Rena, “Have

Rena’s reply was a gentle

shield the elders from embarrassment and anger, she chose not to divulge certain

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

much for you is

Rena maintained her silence.

recognized her tender-hearted nature, understanding her reluctance to be harsh with Waylen

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

in the evening, Waylen returned.

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 it. “Dad, I missed you so

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

accustomed to interacting with children in his memory. Yet,

be the bond

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

that moment, Korbyn surmised that Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the depth

discreetly wiped away

dinner, an

Rena sat side by side but a palpable sense of

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

to vulnerability, knowing Waylen had

to bring them together, believing that through physical

Waylen dabbed his lips and expressed, “Dad, I have a case to handle. I must return to the

surfaced. “Is your case more

glance with Juliette, Korbyn whispered, “Instruct the servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and Rena should have a meaningful conversation tonight and

loyal to Korbyn’s

faint smile adorned Waylen’s

and ascended the

a profound sadness settle

back of her hand, Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed with that approach for now. Just endure it

Rena nodded in agreement.

two children. After soothing Alexis to sleep, she made her way to the room

window, Waylen stood, cigarette

her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of smoke swiftly

then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually, “Have you learned to

closed the door

she gently wrapped her arms around his

Waylen, we are a couple. I don’t wish to be apart from you. Isn’t it normal for me to yearn

eyes held

in, his gaze fixed on the woman embraced in

aroused a

heard that women could engage in intimacy after

would never willingly subject himself to

his recollections, he had always kept his distance from women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any of it, he found himself with a wife – a young and beautiful woman carrying

mere thought of it was

emotional connection with her, his body seemed

him at the edge of

he held her waist

desire to be close to him, she struggled to overcome her

their efforts

love me very much? Why don’t you want me to touch you? Look at yourself. You weren’t turned on

up in Rena’s

responded, “I’m pregnant. I

her bulging belly,

of his child,

true intimacy required

and he was about to turn over and head to

emanated from

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

a surge

was slightly awkward as she weakly replied,

her appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate that

quickly straightened their

whose face

a little child would

the bed,

out a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest. “Grandpa said that dad

Waylen was left speechless.