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. ©

words, Waylen retrieved a

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

eyes with her. As he was on the brink of delivering a taunt,

he noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting him to

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

nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us back for dinner. ‘m a

hand…

it all too

purported busyness was merely a pretext; he simply didn’t wish to fetch

The two descended the

Rena home, while he approached a sleek black McLaren, preparing

found them separated

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

the

tender countenance and curly hair, the

he

felt a sense of

watched the black sports car slowly vanish, conflicting

demeanor had

for a prolonged

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

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

back to the

secluded herself within the study,

lit confines of the study, Rena reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording on the

evening, she collected Alexis and headed to the

over and greeted Rena with warmth, “Auntie

tenderly caressed

blush

face, Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed by

and Juliette

desserts, while Korbyn inquired of Rena,

the question, Rena’s reply was a

embarrassment and anger, she

to the events, thanks

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 many times, but he still begged you to get back together,

Rena maintained her silence.

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

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

returned. The Fowler family was

silhouette of the sports car halted, Waylen emerged. Unable to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long leg and nuzzling her little

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

to interacting with children in his memory.

be the bond

trace of rejection on his face, though a touch of sadness

possibly fathom the depth of his

wiped away her

dinner, an air of silence enveloped them

sat side by side but a palpable sense of

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability, knowing Waylen had

bring them together, believing that through physical intimacy, familiarity might

and expressed, “Dad, I have a case to handle. I

case more important

a 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

to

faint smile

and ascended the stairs with a

a profound sadness settle

proceed with

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

the window, Waylen stood, cigarette in

upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of smoke swiftly vanishing into the

extinguished

closed the

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

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

eyes held

fixed

aroused a flicker of desire within him,

engage

would never willingly

remember any of it, he found himself with a wife –

of it was

her,

beneath him at the edge of the

her waist and caressed her

her desire to be close to him, she

efforts were

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

welled up in

and responded, “I’m pregnant.

bulging

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

true intimacy required mutual

he was about to turn over and head to the

sound emanated from the thick

head peeked in. In a voice reminiscent of

felt a

awkward as she weakly replied,

appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate

and Rena quickly

Waylen, whose

that a little child would interrupt

bed, holding

father’s embrace, and then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest. “Grandpa said that dad was seriously ill and I’ll

Waylen was left speechless.