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

he donned the outfit,

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

the caller was Korbyn, prompting him

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

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

on the other hand… Go with the

comprehended it all too

a pretext; he simply didn’t wish to fetch

readily acquiesced. The two

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

Rena found them separated by

a composed tone, she addressed him, “Waylen, I can deal with it when you are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive.

to the little girl in

tender countenance and curly hair, the child

gesture, he

felt a sense of

sports car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped her—

with determination, his demeanor had

stood for a prolonged

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

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

her back to the

she secluded herself within the study,

intently listening to the recording on the voice recorder left behind by Waylen. After

Alexis and headed to the Fowlers’

entering, Edwin eagerly rushed over and greeted Rena

caressed the little boy’s

blush

made a playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed by such frequent

and Juliette joined

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

response to the question, Rena’s reply was

elders from embarrassment and anger, she chose not to divulge

had been privy to the

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

Rena maintained her silence.

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

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

in the evening, Waylen returned. The Fowler family was preparing to dine

resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

this be the bond of

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

Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the depth of

wiped

family reunion dinner, an air

by side but a palpable

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

Rena couldn’t surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen had forgotten

that through physical intimacy, familiarity might gradually

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

surfaced. “Is your case more important

room. He and Rena should have a meaningful

loyal to

faint smile adorned Waylen’s

lit a cigarette and ascended the

a profound sadness

Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed with that approach for now. Just endure

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

the window, Waylen

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

eyes. He then extinguished

the

wrapped her arms around his waist under his unwavering

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

eyes held an

fixed on the woman embraced in his

a flicker of desire within

that women could engage in intimacy after the first

a man who would never willingly subject himself to

though he couldn’t remember any of

mere thought of

emotional connection with her, his body seemed to have its own

was lying beneath him at the edge of

waist and caressed

her desire to be close

efforts were

don’t you

up in

and responded, “I’m pregnant. I

bulging

child, he would never

true intimacy required mutual

waned and he was about to turn over and head to

emanated from the thick

the door’s crack, a little head peeked in. In a voice reminiscent of a kitten’s, she

felt a surge

awkward as she weakly replied,

her appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate that

Rena quickly straightened their

whose

a

the bed, holding something in

and placed it on Waylen’s chest. “Grandpa said that dad

Waylen was left speechless.