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. ©

words, Waylen retrieved a set of garments

Rena, he donned the

exchanged his attire and locked eyes with her. As he was on the brink of delivering a taunt, his phone

screen, he noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting him to answer with

returned to Rena’s countenance. With

up, he nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us back for dinner. ‘m a

the other hand… Go with the

comprehended it

purported busyness was merely a pretext; he

his decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The two descended the stairs in

Rena home, while he approached a sleek

Rena found them separated by the

are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive. Please refrain

the little

her tender countenance and curly hair,

he nodded, “Don’t

felt a

watched the black sports car slowly vanish, conflicting

with determination, his demeanor

stood for a

Fowler, do board the

Rena mustered a forced smile.

her back to

within the

sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice recorder

Alexis and headed to the

Edwin eagerly rushed over and greeted Rena with warmth, “Auntie

tenderly caressed the

blush

Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he

and Juliette

in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of Rena, “Have

Rena’s reply was a

and anger, she chose not to

to the events, thanks to his network

is not wise. You don’t need me

Rena maintained her silence.

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

stirred within Korbyn’s

returned. The Fowler family

car halted, Waylen emerged. Unable to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

his memory.

this be the

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

that Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the

discreetly wiped

the family reunion dinner, an air of silence enveloped

side but a palpable sense of distance separated

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

to vulnerability,

bring them together, believing that through

the meal, Waylen dabbed his lips and expressed, “Dad, I have a case

displeasure surfaced. “Is your case more important

with Juliette, Korbyn whispered, “Instruct the servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and

ever loyal to Korbyn’s wishes,

smile adorned

a cigarette and ascended the stairs with a sense

profound

proceed with that approach for now. Just

Rena nodded in agreement.

she chose to remain downstairs with the two children. After soothing Alexis to sleep, she made her way to the room once

the window, Waylen stood,

doorway, Rena fixated her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled,

her eyes. He then extinguished

the

steps, she gently wrapped her arms

from you. Isn’t it normal for me

held an enigmatic

he leaned in, his gaze fixed on the woman embraced in

sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired, “Is your craving for me

engage

man who would never willingly subject himself

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

thought of

connection with her, his body seemed to have

beneath him at the edge

held her waist

so despite her desire to be close to

their efforts were in

me very much? Why don’t you want me to touch you? Look at yourself.

welled up in

averted her gaze awkwardly and responded, “I’m pregnant. I don’t want

bulging belly, where

weren’t for the presence of his child, he

believed that true

seem interested, his desire waned and he was about to turn

faint sound emanated from the thick bedroom

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

a surge

posture was slightly awkward as she weakly replied,

disheveled, she was

quickly straightened their

Waylen, whose face

that a little child would

the bed,

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

Waylen was left speechless.