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. ©

words, Waylen retrieved a set of

presence of Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting

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

noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting him to answer with a

Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated, “Yes, she’s with

wants us back for dinner. ‘m a

on the other hand… Go with

comprehended it all

purported busyness was merely a pretext;

his decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The two descended

to take Rena home, while he

him, Rena found them

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

the little

and

he nodded,

a

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

demeanor had thrown her into

stood for

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

mustered a forced smile. “You might be right; my back does feel a tad

her back to the

she secluded herself within the study, drawing all the

intently listening to the recording on the voice

Alexis

rushed over and greeted Rena

Rena tenderly caressed the

blush adorned his

Edwin’s flushed face, Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed by such

and Juliette

the two children away to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of

response to the question, Rena’s reply was a

and anger, she chose not to

to her, Korbyn had been privy to the events,

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

Rena maintained her silence.

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

both Rena and Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

the bond of

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

surmised that Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the depth of his

wiped away

reunion dinner, an air of silence enveloped

sat side by side but a palpable sense of distance

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

Rena couldn’t surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen

yearned to bring them together, believing that through physical

and expressed, “Dad, I have

displeasure surfaced. “Is your case more

the servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and Rena should have a meaningful conversation tonight and

to Korbyn’s wishes,

smile

cigarette and ascended the stairs with a sense

profound sadness settle within

proposed, “Let’s proceed with that approach for now. Just endure it a little

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

Waylen stood, cigarette

As he

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

closed the

she gently wrapped her arms around his waist under

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

held an enigmatic

in, his gaze fixed on the woman

The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired, “Is your craving for

had heard that women could engage in

who would never willingly

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

of

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

beneath him at the edge

held her waist

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

their efforts

mocking whisper in her ear, Waylen taunted, “Don’t you love me very much? Why don’t you want me to touch

up in

gaze awkwardly and responded, “I’m pregnant.

her bulging belly, where his

his child, he would

that true intimacy required mutual

waned and he was about to turn over and head to the

sound emanated

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

a surge of

posture was slightly awkward as

was disheveled, she was

and Rena quickly straightened their

Waylen, whose

expected that a little child would

the bed, holding

stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest.

Waylen was left speechless.