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. ©

Waylen retrieved a set of garments from the

of Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting

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

screen, he noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting

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

nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us back

the other hand… Go

it all too

a pretext; he simply didn’t

readily acquiesced. The two descended the stairs in hushed

to take Rena home, while he approached a sleek black

found them separated by

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

the little

and curly hair, the child exuded

he nodded, “Don’t

felt a sense of

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

with determination, his demeanor had thrown

stood for a

with her plight, compelled to approach and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first.

hands on her waist, Rena mustered a forced smile.

her back to

arrival, she secluded herself within

recording on the voice recorder left behind by Waylen. After countless playbacks, she

she collected Alexis and headed to the

entering, Edwin eagerly rushed over and greeted

Rena tenderly caressed the

blush adorned

made a playful expression, thinking

and Juliette joined

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

question, Rena’s

the elders from embarrassment and anger, she chose not

her, Korbyn had been privy to the

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, do you? In any case, tolerance is not a sustainable solution. You slapped him so many times, but he still begged you to

Rena maintained her silence.

nature, understanding her reluctance to

within Korbyn’s fatherly heart, leaving him with a throbbing

seven o’clock in the evening, Waylen returned.

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

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

be the

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

Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the depth of his

wiped away her

dinner, an air

by side but a palpable sense of distance

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

to vulnerability,

together, believing that through physical

expressed, “Dad, I have a case

“Is your case

servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and Rena should have a meaningful

loyal to Korbyn’s

faint smile adorned

cigarette and ascended the stairs with a

a profound sadness settle

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

with the two children. After soothing Alexis to sleep, she made

the window, Waylen

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

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

the door

with measured steps, she gently wrapped her

from you. Isn’t it normal for me to yearn to be

held an

in, his gaze fixed on the woman embraced

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

heard that women could engage in intimacy after the

was a man who would never

women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any

mere thought of it

no emotional connection with her, his body seemed

she was lying beneath him

her waist and

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

efforts were

Waylen taunted, “Don’t you love me very much? Why don’t you want me to touch you? Look at

welled up in

and responded, “I’m pregnant.

tenderly touched her bulging

if it weren’t for the presence of his child, he would never be aroused

true intimacy

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

a faint sound emanated

peeked in. In

a surge

slightly awkward as she

disheveled, she was fortunate that

and Rena quickly

Waylen, whose

expected that a little child would interrupt

climbed onto the bed, holding something in her

and placed it on

Waylen was left speechless.