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

the presence of Rena, he donned the

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

screen, he noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting him

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

nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us back

the other hand… Go with the child

it

was merely a pretext; he simply didn’t wish

decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The two descended the stairs

take Rena home, while he

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 her

thoughts wandered to the little girl

and curly hair, the

gesture, he nodded,

a sense

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

determination, his demeanor had thrown

for a prolonged

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

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

back to the

herself within the study, drawing all the

the sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice recorder left behind by Waylen. After countless playbacks, she felt a renewed strength

collected Alexis and headed to

and greeted Rena with warmth,

caressed the

faint blush adorned

made a playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed

Juliette

away to indulge in desserts, while

question, Rena’s reply

and anger, she chose not to divulge

been privy to

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

Rena maintained her silence.

her reluctance

and Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s

returned. The Fowler family was preparing to

silhouette of the sports car halted, Waylen emerged. Unable to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

been accustomed to interacting with children in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he felt a hint of tenderness in his

the bond

son cradling his granddaughter, Korbyn concealed any trace of rejection

possibly fathom the

wiped away her

an air of silence enveloped

side by side but a palpable sense of

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability, knowing

together, believing that through physical intimacy,

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

case

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

to Korbyn’s wishes,

faint smile adorned Waylen’s

the stairs with a sense

felt a profound sadness settle

proceed with that approach for now. Just endure

Rena nodded in agreement.

the stairs immediately, she chose to remain downstairs with the two children. After

the window, Waylen stood, cigarette in

perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the

extinguished the cigarette and

the door

measured steps, she gently wrapped her

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

held an enigmatic

in, his gaze fixed on the

to him. The sensation aroused a

women could engage in intimacy after

who would

though he couldn’t remember any of it, he

mere thought of it was

emotional connection with her, his

beneath him at

waist and caressed

so despite her desire to be close

their efforts were

Why don’t you want me to

up in

and responded, “I’m

touched her bulging belly, where his child

weren’t for the presence of his child,

true intimacy required

waned and he was about to turn

a faint sound emanated

little head peeked in. In a

a surge

posture was slightly awkward as she

disheveled, she was fortunate that

quickly straightened

whose face

that a little child

onto the bed, holding something in

then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it

Waylen was left speechless.