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. ©

Waylen retrieved a set of garments from the

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

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

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

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

up, he nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us

on the other hand… Go with the child

it all

merely a pretext; he simply didn’t wish to

his decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The two descended

take Rena home, while he approached a

them separated

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

thoughts wandered to the little

countenance and curly hair, the child

he nodded, “Don’t

felt a

car slowly vanish,

brimming with determination, his demeanor had

she stood for

do board the car first. Considering your pregnancy, prolonged standing isn’t good for your

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

back

herself within

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

Alexis and headed to

over and greeted

Rena tenderly caressed the

blush adorned

playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed

Juliette joined

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

question, Rena’s reply was

embarrassment and anger, she chose not to divulge

Korbyn had been privy to the events, thanks to his

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

Rena maintained her silence.

her reluctance to be

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

the evening, Waylen returned.

emerged. Unable to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long leg and

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

his memory.

this be the

concealed any trace of rejection on his face, though a touch of sadness lingered

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

wiped away

dinner, an air of silence enveloped them

side but a palpable sense of distance

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

couldn’t surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen

bring them together, believing that through physical

and expressed, “Dad, I have a case to

“Is your case more important than

knowing glance with Juliette, Korbyn whispered, “Instruct the servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and Rena should have a

loyal to Korbyn’s

faint smile

and ascended the

profound sadness

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

two children. After soothing Alexis to

window, Waylen stood, cigarette

doorway, Rena fixated her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he

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

the door

steps, she gently wrapped her arms around his

to be apart from you. Isn’t

eyes held an

fixed on the woman embraced

belonged entirely to him. The sensation aroused a flicker

heard that women could engage

man who would never willingly subject himself to

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

of it

no emotional connection with her, his

she was lying beneath him at the edge

he held her waist and caressed

desire to be close to him, she

efforts were in

Waylen taunted, “Don’t you love me very much? Why don’t you want me to

up

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

tenderly touched her bulging

that if it weren’t for the presence of his child, he would never be

believed that true intimacy

and he was about to turn over and head to the

sound emanated from the thick bedroom

little head peeked in. In a voice reminiscent

felt a

awkward as she weakly replied,

her appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate that

Rena quickly straightened their

whose face

never expected that a little child would interrupt

climbed onto the bed, holding

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

Waylen was left speechless.