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

presence of Rena, he donned

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

caller was Korbyn, prompting him to

line, Korbyn spoke, and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With

mentioned, “Dad wants us back for dinner.

hand… Go with

it all too

a pretext;

The two descended the

to take Rena home, while he approached a

Rena found them separated by the car

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

the little girl in the

with her tender countenance and curly hair, the child exuded undeniable

gesture, he nodded,

felt a sense of

car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped

demeanor

for a

her plight, compelled to approach and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first. Considering your

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

back

arrival, she secluded herself within the study, drawing all

study, Rena reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording on

she collected Alexis and

entering, Edwin eagerly rushed over and greeted

down, Rena tenderly caressed

blush

flushed face, Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he

Juliette joined

in desserts, while Korbyn

Rena’s reply was a

and anger, she chose not

to her, Korbyn had been privy to the events,

gaze on Rena with a shrewd gleam, he asked deliberately, “Aren’t you angry 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 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

Rena maintained her silence.

tender-hearted nature, understanding her reluctance to

concern for both Rena and Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart, leaving him with a throbbing

evening, Waylen returned. The Fowler family was

resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long leg and

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

this be the bond of

of rejection on his face,

couldn’t possibly fathom the

discreetly wiped

the family reunion dinner, an

side but a palpable sense of distance

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability,

them together, believing that through

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

your case more important

up Waylen’s room. He and Rena should have a meaningful conversation tonight and Alexis will sleep

to

faint smile adorned Waylen’s

ascended the stairs with a sense

a profound sadness

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

window, Waylen stood, cigarette

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

her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually, “Have you learned to tell on me

the

steps, she gently wrapped her arms around

I don’t wish to be apart from you. Isn’t

held an

in, his gaze fixed on

entirely to him. The sensation aroused a

could engage in intimacy after

would never willingly subject himself

always kept his distance from women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any of it, he found himself with a wife –

thought of

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

him at the edge of the

waist and caressed her

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

efforts were in

much? Why don’t you want me to touch you? Look at yourself. You weren’t turned

up

and responded, “I’m pregnant. I don’t want to

bulging belly,

knew that if it weren’t for the presence of his child,

believed that true

his desire waned and he was about to turn

sound emanated from the thick

peeked in. In a voice reminiscent of a

a surge of

posture was slightly awkward as she weakly replied, “I’m

was disheveled, she was fortunate that the

Rena quickly

whose

a

bed, holding something in

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

Waylen was left speechless.