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. ©

uttering those words, Waylen retrieved a set of

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

As he was on the brink of

the caller was Korbyn, prompting him to

Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated, “Yes, she’s with

wants us back for dinner. ‘m

the other hand…

it all too

busyness was merely a pretext; he simply didn’t wish to fetch

acquiesced. The two

while he approached a

Rena found them separated by the

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

thoughts wandered to the little girl

Rena with her tender countenance and curly hair, the

he nodded,

felt a sense

she watched the black sports car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions

his demeanor had thrown

for a prolonged

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

her waist, Rena mustered a forced smile.

her back

arrival, she secluded herself within the study, drawing

study, Rena reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice recorder left

evening, she collected Alexis and headed to

rushed over and greeted Rena

caressed

faint blush

playful expression, thinking

and Juliette joined

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

the question, Rena’s reply was a gentle

from embarrassment and anger, she chose not

to her, Korbyn had been privy to the events, thanks

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

Rena maintained her silence.

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

Rena and Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s

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

excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

been accustomed to interacting with children in his memory. Yet,

this be the

trace of rejection on his face, though

possibly fathom the depth of his love for

discreetly wiped

family reunion dinner, an air of silence enveloped them

sat side by side but a palpable sense

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

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

to bring them together, believing that

Waylen dabbed his lips and expressed, “Dad, I have a case to handle. I must return to the law

surfaced. “Is your case more important than

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

loyal to Korbyn’s

faint smile adorned Waylen’s

and ascended the stairs with

a profound sadness settle within

back of her hand, Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed with that approach for

Rena nodded in agreement.

two children. After soothing Alexis to sleep, she made her

Waylen stood, cigarette in

Rena fixated her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the

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

closed the door

with measured steps, she gently wrapped her arms around his waist under his unwavering

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

held an enigmatic

fixed on the

a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired,

could engage in intimacy after the

who would never willingly subject

recollections, he 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

of it

no emotional connection with her, his body seemed to

him at

held her waist and caressed her

her desire to be close to

efforts were in

you love me very much? Why don’t you want me

up

and responded, “I’m pregnant. I don’t

touched her bulging belly, where his

if it weren’t for the presence of his child, he would

that true intimacy required

and he was about to turn over and head to the

a faint sound emanated from the thick

head peeked in. In a voice

felt a

slightly awkward as she weakly replied,

her appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate that

and Rena quickly straightened their

whose face

a little child would

onto the bed, holding

toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest.

Waylen was left speechless.