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. ©

Waylen retrieved a set of garments from the

Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting her quiet,

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

noticed the caller was

line, Korbyn spoke, and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated, “Yes, she’s with me Okay…

up, he nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us back

other hand… Go

comprehended it all

pretext; he simply didn’t wish to fetch

decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The

he approached a sleek black McLaren, preparing to step

him, Rena found them separated by the car

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

thoughts wandered to the little girl in

with her tender countenance and curly

he

felt a

black sports car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped her— happiness

with determination, his demeanor had thrown her

she stood for a prolonged

with her plight, compelled to approach and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first. Considering your pregnancy, prolonged standing isn’t good for your

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

chauffeured her back to the

within the study, drawing all

recording on the voice recorder left behind

she collected Alexis

and greeted Rena

caressed

faint blush

face, Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he should

and Juliette joined

away to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of

the question, Rena’s reply was a gentle

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

been privy to the

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

Rena maintained her silence.

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

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

returned. The Fowler family was

rushed over, wrapping her

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

his memory. Yet,

the bond of

trace of rejection on his

that Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the

wiped

reunion dinner, an air

but a palpable sense of

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen had forgotten

to bring them together, believing that through

“Dad, I have a

case

Waylen’s room. He and Rena

ever loyal to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly

faint smile

lit a cigarette and ascended the

profound sadness settle within

proposed, “Let’s proceed

Rena nodded in agreement.

the two children. After soothing Alexis to sleep,

Waylen

doorway, Rena fixated her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of smoke

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

the door

gently wrapped her arms

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

held

his gaze fixed on

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

heard that women could engage

a man who would never willingly

his distance from women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any of it, he found himself with a wife – a young and beautiful woman carrying

mere thought of it was

emotional connection with her, his body

was lying beneath him at the edge

held her waist and

baby, so despite her desire to

efforts were

much? Why don’t you want me to touch you?

welled up

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

tenderly touched her bulging belly,

weren’t for the presence of his child, he would never

believed that true

desire waned and he was about to

sound emanated from the thick

peeked in. In a

a surge

as she weakly replied, “I’m

was disheveled, she was fortunate that the room was

Rena quickly straightened their

whose

never 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 seriously ill and

Waylen was left speechless.