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. ©

those words, Waylen retrieved a set of garments from

he donned the outfit, eliciting her quiet,

the brink of delivering a taunt,

screen, he noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting

line, Korbyn spoke, and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he

nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us

other hand… Go

it all too

purported busyness was merely a pretext; he simply

his decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The two

he approached a sleek

found them separated by the

it when you are distant with me, but… Alexis

thoughts wandered to the little girl

and curly hair, the

he nodded, “Don’t

felt a sense

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

brimming with determination, his demeanor had

for a

“Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first. Considering your

mustered a forced smile. “You might be right;

chauffeured her back to the

secluded herself within the study,

confines of the study, Rena reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice recorder left behind by Waylen. After countless playbacks, she

collected Alexis and

Edwin eagerly rushed over and greeted

down, Rena tenderly caressed the little

blush adorned his

playful expression,

Juliette joined

to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of

response to the question, Rena’s reply was a gentle

shield the elders from embarrassment and anger,

unbeknownst to her, Korbyn had been privy to the

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

Rena maintained her silence.

understanding her reluctance to be harsh

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

o’clock in the evening, Waylen returned. The Fowler family was

resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

this be the

Korbyn concealed any trace of rejection on his face, though

that Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom

wiped away her

dinner, an air of

and Rena sat side by side but a palpable sense of

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability, knowing Waylen

that through physical intimacy,

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

your case more important than

knowing glance with Juliette, Korbyn whispered, “Instruct the servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and Rena should have a meaningful conversation tonight and Alexis will sleep with

to Korbyn’s wishes,

faint smile adorned

ascended the stairs with a

profound sadness settle within

proceed

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

Waylen

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

Waylen turned his head to meet her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually, “Have you learned

closed the

gently wrapped her arms

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

eyes held

he leaned in, his gaze fixed

him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and

that women could engage in intimacy after the first three

man who would never willingly subject himself to

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

thought of it was

emotional connection with her, his body seemed to have

beneath him

held her waist and caressed

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

their efforts were

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 at all…

welled up in Rena’s

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

touched her bulging

it weren’t for the presence of his child, he would

true intimacy required mutual

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

emanated from the

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

felt a

posture was slightly awkward as she

disheveled, she was fortunate that

Rena quickly straightened their

Waylen, whose face

that a little child would interrupt

onto the bed, holding something in her

toy stethoscope and placed it

Waylen was left speechless.