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

Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting

he was on the brink of delivering

the caller was Korbyn, prompting him to answer

other end of the line, Korbyn spoke, and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated, “Yes, she’s with me Okay… I’ll bring

wants us back

the other hand…

it

busyness was merely a pretext;

acquiesced. The two descended the stairs in

he approached a sleek black McLaren, preparing to

found them separated

distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive. Please refrain from

thoughts wandered to the little girl in the

her tender countenance and curly hair, the child exuded undeniable

he

a sense

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

determination, his demeanor had thrown

for a

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

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

her back to

arrival, she secluded herself within the study,

the sofa, intently listening to the recording

evening, she collected Alexis and headed to the Fowlers’

eagerly rushed over and greeted Rena with warmth,

Rena tenderly caressed the little boy’s

blush adorned his

face, Alexis made a playful expression, thinking

and Juliette joined

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

to the question, Rena’s reply was a gentle

embarrassment and anger, she chose not to divulge

her, Korbyn had been privy to the

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

Rena maintained her silence.

her reluctance to be harsh

concern for both Rena and Waylen stirred within

the evening, Waylen returned. The

resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long leg and nuzzling her little face against it. “Dad, I missed you

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

with children in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he

be the bond of

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

possibly fathom the depth of his

discreetly wiped away her

an air of silence enveloped

but a

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability, knowing Waylen had forgotten

to bring them together, believing that through physical intimacy, familiarity

I have a case to handle. I must return

displeasure surfaced. “Is your case

“Instruct the servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and Rena should

to Korbyn’s

smile adorned Waylen’s

cigarette and ascended the stairs with a sense

a profound

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

Waylen

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

eyes. He then extinguished

closed the door

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

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

held an enigmatic

in, his gaze fixed on the woman embraced in his

entirely to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired, “Is your craving for me that

engage in intimacy after

a man who would

even though he couldn’t remember any of it, he found himself with a wife – a

thought of it

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

beneath him at the edge of the

waist

her desire to be close to him, she struggled to

efforts were

“Don’t you love me very much? Why don’t

up in

averted her gaze awkwardly and responded, “I’m pregnant. I don’t want to

bulging

for the presence of his child, he would never

that true

she didn’t seem interested, his desire waned and he

emanated from the thick bedroom

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

a

as she weakly replied,

appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate that the room

and Rena quickly straightened their

whose face

never expected that a little child would

the bed, holding

nestled into her father’s embrace, and then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest. “Grandpa said that dad was seriously

Waylen was left speechless.