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. ©

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Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting

the brink of delivering a taunt, his phone interrupted the moment with a

he noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting him

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

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

hand… Go with

it all

pretext;

The two descended the stairs in hushed

he approached a sleek

Rena found them

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

thoughts wandered to the little girl

tender countenance and curly

he

a sense of

vanish,

his demeanor

for a

compelled to approach and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first. Considering your

smile. “You

chauffeured her back to the

within the study,

of the study, Rena reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice recorder

she collected Alexis and headed to the Fowlers’

entering, Edwin eagerly rushed over and greeted Rena with warmth,

caressed

blush

Edwin’s flushed face, Alexis made a playful expression, thinking

and Juliette joined

desserts,

the question, Rena’s

the elders from embarrassment and anger, she chose

been privy to the events, thanks

Rena with a shrewd gleam, he asked deliberately, “Aren’t you angry at him for making such a request? Rena… 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,

Rena maintained her silence.

nature, understanding her reluctance to be harsh with Waylen

stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart, leaving him with

in the evening, Waylen returned. The

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

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

this be the bond of

of rejection on his face, though a touch of

that Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom

wiped away her

reunion dinner, an air of silence

side by side but a palpable

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

Rena couldn’t surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen had forgotten

them together, believing that through physical intimacy, familiarity might gradually

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

your case more important than your

room. He and Rena should have a meaningful conversation tonight and Alexis will

ever loyal to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly

faint smile adorned Waylen’s

and ascended the stairs

a profound sadness settle within

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

to remain downstairs with the two children. After

the window, Waylen stood, cigarette

gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the

meet her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped

closed the

wrapped her arms around

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

held an enigmatic

his gaze fixed on

a

could engage in intimacy

would never willingly subject himself

kept his distance from women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any of it,

of it was

her, his body seemed to

now, she was lying beneath him at the edge

he held her waist and

feared that Waylen might accidentally harm the baby, so despite her desire to

their efforts

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

welled up in Rena’s

and responded, “I’m pregnant. I don’t want to do

her bulging belly, where

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

true intimacy required

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

sound emanated from

a little head peeked in. In a

a

posture was slightly awkward as she weakly replied,

was disheveled, she was fortunate that the room

Rena quickly straightened their

Waylen, whose

never expected that a little

climbed onto the bed,

her father’s embrace, and then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s

Waylen was left speechless.