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. ©

uttering those words, Waylen retrieved a set

donned the outfit,

on the brink of delivering a taunt, his

the caller was Korbyn, prompting him to answer with a casual,

of the line, Korbyn spoke, 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

wants us back for dinner.

other hand… Go with the child

comprehended it

a pretext; he simply didn’t

The two descended the stairs in

home, while he approached

them

addressed him, “Waylen, I can deal with it when you are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive. Please refrain from saying such things

wandered to the

countenance and curly hair, the

gesture, he nodded,

a sense

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

with determination, his demeanor had thrown her

stood for a prolonged

Fowler, do board the car

hands on her waist, Rena mustered a forced smile. “You might be right;

chauffeured her back

she secluded herself within the study,

the sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice recorder

the evening, she collected Alexis

Edwin eagerly rushed over and greeted Rena

tenderly caressed

blush adorned

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

and Juliette

two children away to indulge in desserts, while

response to the question, Rena’s

to shield the elders from embarrassment and anger,

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

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?

Rena maintained her silence.

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

Rena and Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart, leaving him with

in the evening, Waylen returned. The Fowler family was preparing to dine

halted, Waylen emerged. Unable to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long leg and nuzzling her little

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he felt a hint of tenderness

the bond

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

Korbyn surmised that Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the depth of his love

wiped away

an

and Rena sat side by side but a palpable sense

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

to vulnerability, knowing

together, believing that through

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

displeasure surfaced. “Is your case

up Waylen’s room. He and

loyal to

smile adorned Waylen’s

the stairs with a sense of

profound sadness settle

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

the two children. After soothing Alexis to

window, Waylen stood, cigarette

from the doorway, Rena fixated her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of smoke swiftly vanishing into

her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually, “Have you learned to

the

gently wrapped her arms around his waist under his

are a couple. I don’t wish to be apart from you.

eyes held an enigmatic

fixed on the woman embraced

aroused a

heard that women could engage in intimacy

would never willingly subject himself to

though he couldn’t remember any of it,

thought of it was

no emotional connection with her, his body

lying beneath him at the

waist and caressed her

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

their efforts

me very much? Why don’t

up in

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

her bulging belly, where his child

presence of his child, he would

believed that true intimacy required

his desire waned and he was about to turn over and

faint sound emanated from the thick bedroom

the door’s crack, a little head peeked in. In a

felt a surge of

awkward as she weakly replied,

disheveled, she was fortunate that

Rena quickly straightened their

Waylen, whose face

a little

bed, holding something in

then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it

Waylen was left speechless.