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

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

with her. As he was on the brink of delivering a taunt, his phone

was Korbyn, prompting him

other end of the line, Korbyn spoke, and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he

us back

the other hand… Go with the child

comprehended it all too

purported busyness was merely a pretext; he simply didn’t

decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The two descended the

he

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

wandered to the little

tender countenance and

acold gesture, he

felt a sense of

car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped her— happiness and

brimming with determination, his demeanor

stood for a

to approach and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car

smile. “You might

chauffeured her back

she secluded herself within the study, drawing all

dimly lit confines of the study, Rena reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice recorder left behind by Waylen.

evening, she collected Alexis and

over and greeted Rena with warmth, “Auntie

tenderly caressed the little boy’s

blush

a playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed

Juliette

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

question, Rena’s reply was

to shield the elders from embarrassment and anger, she

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

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,

Rena maintained her silence.

tender-hearted nature, understanding her reluctance

Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart, leaving him

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

over, wrapping her arms around his long

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

be the bond

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

moment, Korbyn surmised that Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the depth of

wiped

reunion dinner, an air of silence

sat side by side but a palpable sense of distance

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

to vulnerability, knowing Waylen had forgotten

bring them together, believing that through physical intimacy, familiarity might gradually

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

your case more important

Korbyn whispered, “Instruct the servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and

ever loyal to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly

faint smile

lit a cigarette and ascended the

felt a profound sadness

of her hand, Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed

Rena nodded in agreement.

to remain downstairs with the two children. After soothing Alexis to sleep, she made her way to the room once inhabited by

Waylen

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

his head to meet her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually, “Have you learned

closed the

him with measured steps, she gently wrapped her arms around

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

eyes held an enigmatic

gaze fixed on the woman embraced in his

and submissive, as though she belonged entirely to him. The sensation aroused a

women could engage in intimacy after the first

was a man who would never willingly subject himself to

from women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any of it, he found himself with a wife – a young and beautiful

of

connection with her, his body seemed to

him at the edge of the

held her waist and caressed her

so despite her desire to

efforts were

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

up in Rena’s

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

touched her bulging belly, where

presence of his child, he would

that true intimacy required mutual

seem interested, his desire waned and he was about to

faint sound emanated from the thick bedroom

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

a

posture was slightly awkward as she

she was fortunate that the room was dimly

quickly

whose

that a

onto the bed, holding something in her

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

Waylen was left speechless.