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

Rena, he donned the

her. As he was on the brink of delivering a

he noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting him to answer

focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated, “Yes, she’s with me Okay… I’ll bring her back

us back for dinner. ‘m

other hand… Go

it

merely a pretext;

The two descended the stairs

take Rena home, while he approached a sleek black McLaren,

them separated

distant with me, but… Alexis is

wandered to the little girl in the

tender countenance and curly hair, the child

he nodded, “Don’t

felt a sense

car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped her—

determination, his demeanor had thrown

she stood for a

compelled to approach and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board

mustered a forced smile. “You

chauffeured her back to the

she secluded herself within the study, drawing all the

the dimly 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

Alexis and

entering, Edwin eagerly rushed over and

caressed

blush adorned

Edwin’s flushed face, Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed by

and Juliette

to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of

question, Rena’s

elders from embarrassment and anger, she chose not

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

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

Rena maintained her silence.

her tender-hearted nature, understanding her

concern for both Rena and Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s

seven o’clock in the evening, Waylen returned. The Fowler family was

Unable to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long leg and nuzzling her

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he felt a hint

the bond of

of rejection on

possibly fathom the

wiped

reunion dinner, an air of

sat side by side but a

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

to vulnerability, knowing

yearned to bring them together, believing that through

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

surfaced. “Is your case more important than your

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

to Korbyn’s

smile adorned

cigarette and ascended the

a profound

“Let’s proceed with that

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

the window, Waylen stood, cigarette in

he smoked,

her presence, Waylen turned his head to meet her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually, “Have you

closed the door

measured steps, she gently wrapped her arms around his

don’t wish to be apart from you.

eyes held

in, his gaze fixed on the woman

submissive, as though she belonged entirely to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired,

engage in intimacy after the first

would never willingly subject himself

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

mere thought of it was

harbored no emotional connection with her, his

beneath him at the

waist and

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

efforts were in

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

welled up in

her gaze awkwardly and responded, “I’m

bulging belly, where his

that if it weren’t for the presence of his child, he would never be aroused by a pregnant woman

that true intimacy required

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

faint sound emanated from the thick bedroom

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

a surge of

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

her appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate that the room was dimly

and Rena quickly straightened

whose face

expected that a little child would interrupt

bed,

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

Waylen was left speechless.