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

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

the brink of delivering a taunt, his phone interrupted the moment with

was Korbyn, prompting him to answer with

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

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

the other hand… Go with the child

it

was merely a pretext; he simply didn’t

readily acquiesced. The two descended

while he approached a sleek

him, Rena found them separated by the car

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

thoughts wandered to the little girl in

Rena with her tender countenance and curly

he nodded, “Don’t

felt a sense

vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped

demeanor

for a

whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first.

smile. “You might be

back

arrival, she secluded herself within the study, drawing all

sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice

collected Alexis and headed to the Fowlers’

Edwin eagerly rushed over and greeted Rena with

down, Rena tenderly caressed the little

blush adorned

flushed face, Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he should

Juliette

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

Rena’s reply

from embarrassment and anger, she chose not to divulge certain

her, Korbyn had been privy to the events,

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

Rena maintained her silence.

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

Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart, leaving him with

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

this be the

of rejection on

possibly fathom the depth of

wiped away her

family reunion dinner, an air of

and Rena sat side by side but a palpable sense of

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

couldn’t surrender to vulnerability,

together, believing that

Waylen dabbed his lips and expressed, “Dad, I have

case

to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and Rena

loyal to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly

faint smile

a cigarette and ascended the stairs with a

felt a profound

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

Waylen

he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of smoke swiftly

her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually, “Have you

closed the door

wrapped her arms around

wish to be apart from you. Isn’t it normal for me to yearn

held

gaze fixed

pliant and submissive, as though she belonged entirely to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired, “Is your craving

could engage in intimacy after the

man who would never willingly

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

thought of it was

with her,

was lying beneath him at the edge

her waist and caressed her

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

their 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 in Rena’s

gaze awkwardly and responded, “I’m pregnant. I

her bulging belly,

for the presence of his child, he would never be aroused by a

believed that true

didn’t seem interested, his desire waned and he was about to turn over and head to

emanated from

a little head peeked in. In a voice reminiscent of a kitten’s, she called

felt a surge

was slightly awkward as she weakly

was fortunate that the room was

and Rena quickly

whose face

that a little child would interrupt

climbed onto the bed, holding something

out a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest. “Grandpa said that dad was

Waylen was left speechless.