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. ©

a set of garments from the

the presence of Rena, he donned

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

screen, he noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting him to answer with

the 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 Okay… I’ll bring her back for

us

hand… Go

comprehended it all

purported busyness was merely a pretext; he

readily acquiesced. The

home, while he

found them

with it when you are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive. Please refrain

to the little girl

with her tender countenance and curly hair,

acold gesture, he

a

vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped

determination, his demeanor

for a prolonged

board

waist, Rena mustered a forced smile. “You might be

chauffeured her back

secluded herself within the study, drawing all the

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

she collected Alexis

over and

down, Rena tenderly caressed the little

faint blush adorned

Alexis made a playful expression, thinking

and Juliette joined

in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of

question, Rena’s reply was a gentle

from embarrassment and anger, she chose not to

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

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

Rena maintained her silence.

recognized her tender-hearted nature, understanding her

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

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

rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long leg

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

the bond

trace of rejection on his

possibly fathom the depth of his

wiped

an air of silence enveloped

side but a palpable sense of distance separated

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

surrender to vulnerability, knowing

that through physical

lips and expressed, “Dad, I have

case more

with Juliette, Korbyn whispered, “Instruct the servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and

loyal to Korbyn’s

faint smile

ascended the stairs with

a profound sadness settle

Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed

Rena nodded in agreement.

downstairs with the two children. After soothing Alexis to sleep, she made her way to the room once inhabited

Waylen stood,

his perfect profile. As he smoked, he

then extinguished

closed the door

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

Waylen, we are a couple. I don’t wish to be apart from you. Isn’t it normal for me to

eyes held an

he leaned in, his gaze fixed

The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired, “Is your craving for me that

women could engage in intimacy after the first

was a man who would never willingly subject

he couldn’t remember any of

mere thought of it

with her, his body seemed to have its own

lying beneath him at the edge of

held her waist and caressed

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

their efforts

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

up

her gaze awkwardly and responded, “I’m

her bulging belly, where his

child, he would never be aroused by a pregnant woman in his

true

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

a faint sound emanated from the thick

crack, a little head peeked in. In a voice reminiscent

a surge

slightly awkward as

disheveled, she was fortunate that the room was

quickly

Waylen, whose

that a little child would interrupt

climbed onto the bed,

she nestled into her father’s embrace, and then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed

Waylen was left speechless.