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. ©

retrieved a set of garments

he donned the outfit, eliciting her quiet, attentive

locked eyes with her. As he was on the brink of delivering a taunt, his phone interrupted the moment with a

noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting him to answer

to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated, “Yes,

up, he nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us back for

on the other hand… Go with the

comprehended it all

a pretext; he simply

The two

take Rena home, while he

him, Rena found them separated by the car

can deal with it when you are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive. Please refrain from saying such

to the little girl in the

with her tender countenance and curly hair, the child exuded undeniable

acold gesture, he nodded,

felt a

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

determination, his demeanor had thrown

stood for

board the car first. Considering your pregnancy, prolonged standing

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

chauffeured her back to the

within the study, drawing all

intently listening to the recording

Alexis and headed to the Fowlers’

entering, Edwin eagerly rushed over and greeted Rena with warmth,

caressed

faint blush adorned

a playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed by such

and Juliette joined

to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of Rena, “Have you

response to the question, Rena’s

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

her, Korbyn had been privy to

Rena with a shrewd gleam, 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

Rena maintained her silence.

nature, understanding her

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

in the evening, Waylen returned. The

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

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

children in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he felt a

be the bond of

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

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

wiped

dinner, an air of silence enveloped

side but a

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

Rena couldn’t surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen had

that through

“Dad, I have a case to handle.

“Is your case more important than

servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and Rena

ever loyal to Korbyn’s

faint smile adorned Waylen’s

a cigarette and ascended the stairs with a

felt a profound sadness settle

patting the back of her hand, Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed with that

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

the window, Waylen stood,

As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of smoke swiftly vanishing into

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

the

she gently wrapped her arms around his waist under his unwavering

a couple. I don’t wish to be apart from you. Isn’t it normal for me to yearn to

held

he leaned in, his gaze fixed on the woman embraced in

him. The sensation aroused a flicker of

had heard that women could engage

man who would never willingly subject himself to

his distance from women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any of it, he found himself with a

of it was

no emotional connection with her,

beneath him at the edge

waist and caressed

to be close

efforts were

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

welled up in Rena’s

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

tenderly touched her bulging belly, where his

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 and head to the

sound emanated from the thick bedroom

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

a surge of

as she weakly replied,

appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate

Rena quickly

Waylen, whose

a little child would interrupt

the bed, holding something in her

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

Waylen was left speechless.