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

donned the outfit, eliciting her quiet,

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

the caller was Korbyn,

Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated, “Yes, she’s with me Okay… I’ll bring her back for dinner

he nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us

the other hand… Go with the child

comprehended it

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

his decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The two descended the

he approached a sleek black McLaren, preparing to step

them separated by

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

the little girl in

and curly hair, the child exuded undeniable

he

felt a sense

slowly vanish, conflicting emotions

with determination, his demeanor had thrown her into

for a prolonged

to approach and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first. Considering your pregnancy, prolonged

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

her back

herself within the study, drawing

of the study, Rena reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice recorder

she collected Alexis and headed to the Fowlers’

eagerly rushed over and

down, Rena tenderly caressed the

blush adorned

playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed by such frequent

Juliette

in desserts, while Korbyn inquired

the question, Rena’s reply

shield the elders from embarrassment and anger, she chose

been privy to the events, thanks to his network

you is not wise. You don’t need me to recount Waylen’s

Rena maintained her silence.

nature, understanding her reluctance to be

Waylen stirred within

seven o’clock in the evening, Waylen returned. The Fowler

rushed over, wrapping her arms

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

never been accustomed to interacting with children in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he felt a

this be the

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

that moment, Korbyn surmised that Waylen couldn’t possibly

wiped away

an air

sat side by side but

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability, knowing Waylen

that through physical intimacy, familiarity might

the meal, Waylen dabbed his lips and expressed, “Dad, I have a

surfaced. “Is your case more important than your

glance with Juliette, Korbyn whispered, “Instruct the servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and Rena should have a meaningful conversation tonight

to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly

faint smile adorned

and ascended the

profound

patting the back of her hand, Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed with that approach for now. Just endure it a

Rena nodded in agreement.

After

Waylen

As he smoked, he inhaled

turned his head to meet her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped

the

wrapped her arms around his

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

eyes held an enigmatic

gaze fixed on the woman embraced in

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

heard that women could engage in intimacy after the first

a man who would never willingly

couldn’t remember any of it, he found himself with a wife – a

thought of

harbored no emotional connection with her, his body seemed to have its own

lying beneath him

her waist and

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

efforts

Waylen taunted, “Don’t you love me very much? Why don’t you want me to touch you? Look at yourself. You weren’t turned on at all…

welled up

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

tenderly touched her bulging belly,

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

true intimacy required mutual

didn’t seem interested, his desire waned and he

a faint sound emanated from the

little head peeked in. In a

a surge

slightly awkward as

was disheveled, she was

and Rena quickly straightened

whose

that a little child would

onto the bed, holding something in

pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it

Waylen was left speechless.