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 of

presence of Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting her quiet,

eyes with her. As he was on the brink

the caller was Korbyn,

to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated, “Yes, she’s with me Okay… I’ll

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

hand… Go with

it all

pretext; he

his decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The two

take Rena home, while he approached a

him, Rena found them separated by the car

addressed him, “Waylen, I can deal with it when you are distant

the little girl in the

countenance and curly hair, the child exuded

he

felt a

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

his demeanor

for

“Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first. Considering your pregnancy, prolonged standing isn’t good for

on her waist, Rena mustered a forced smile. “You

chauffeured her back to the

arrival, she secluded herself within the study, drawing

study, Rena reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording

collected Alexis and headed to

eagerly rushed over and greeted Rena with warmth,

caressed the little boy’s

blush adorned

Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he should feel

and Juliette

desserts, while Korbyn inquired of Rena,

Rena’s

to shield the elders from embarrassment and anger, she chose not

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

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 get back together,

Rena maintained her silence.

recognized her tender-hearted nature, understanding her reluctance to be

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

returned. The Fowler family was preparing to

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

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

be the bond

any trace of rejection on his face, though

couldn’t possibly fathom the

wiped away her

an

sat side by side but a

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability, knowing Waylen had forgotten

believing that through physical intimacy,

expressed, “Dad, I have

your case more important than your

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

ever loyal to Korbyn’s

faint smile adorned Waylen’s

ascended the stairs with

profound

of her hand, Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed with that approach

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

window, Waylen

he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of smoke

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

closed the

gently wrapped her arms around his waist under his unwavering

be apart from you. Isn’t it normal for me

held

gaze fixed on the woman

entirely to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired,

women could engage

a man who would never willingly subject himself

However, even though he couldn’t remember any of it,

thought of it was

with her, his body seemed to have its own

was lying beneath him at

he held her waist and caressed

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

their efforts

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

up

and responded, “I’m pregnant. I

her bulging belly, where

presence of his child, he would never be aroused by a

that true intimacy required mutual

desire waned and he was about to turn over and head to

faint sound emanated from the thick

crack, a little head peeked in. In a

felt a surge of

posture was slightly awkward as

appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate that the room

and Rena quickly straightened their

whose face

that a

onto the bed,

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

Waylen was left speechless.