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 from the

of Rena, he donned the outfit,

he was on the brink of delivering a taunt, his phone

noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting

other end of the line, Korbyn spoke, and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated, “Yes, she’s with me

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

hand… Go with the child

it all

merely a pretext; he simply

acquiesced. The two descended the

home, while he approached a sleek black McLaren,

them separated by

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

the little girl

her tender countenance and curly

gesture, he nodded,

a

slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped her—

determination, his demeanor

stood for

Fowler, do board the car first. Considering your pregnancy,

waist, Rena mustered a forced smile. “You might be right; my back does feel a

chauffeured her back to the

secluded herself within the study, drawing

listening to the recording on the voice recorder left behind

evening, she collected Alexis

rushed over and

caressed

blush adorned

Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he should feel

and Juliette joined

away to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn

response to the question, Rena’s reply was a

embarrassment and anger, she chose not to divulge

her, Korbyn had been privy to the events,

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

Rena maintained her silence.

her reluctance to be harsh with

Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart, leaving him

returned. The Fowler

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

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

be the

trace of rejection on his face, though a

moment, Korbyn surmised that Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the

wiped away her

dinner, an

Rena sat side by side but a palpable sense of

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability, knowing

together, believing that through physical intimacy, familiarity

lips and expressed, “Dad, I have a case to handle.

case more important

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

loyal to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly

smile adorned

lit a cigarette and ascended the stairs with

felt a profound

proceed with that approach for now. Just endure it

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

the window, Waylen stood,

Rena fixated her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked,

turned his head to meet her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette

closed the door

with measured steps, she gently wrapped her arms around his waist under

I don’t wish to be apart from

held

his gaze fixed on the woman embraced

she belonged entirely to him. The sensation aroused a flicker

women could engage

a man who would

any of it, he found

mere thought of

harbored no emotional connection with her, his body seemed to have its own

she was lying beneath him at the edge

held her waist and caressed

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

efforts were in

whisper in her ear, Waylen taunted, “Don’t you love me very much? Why don’t you want me to touch you? Look at yourself. You weren’t turned on

up in

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

her bulging

for the presence of his child, he would never be aroused by a pregnant woman

true

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

a faint sound emanated from the

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

a

awkward as she weakly replied, “I’m

disheveled, she was fortunate that

Rena quickly

Waylen, whose face

expected that a little child

climbed onto the bed, holding something in

then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest. “Grandpa said that dad was

Waylen was left speechless.