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. ©

a set of garments

presence of Rena, he donned

exchanged his attire and locked eyes with her. As he was on the brink

was Korbyn, prompting him to answer

Korbyn spoke, and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance,

up, he nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us

the other hand… Go

comprehended it

was merely a pretext; he

his decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The two descended the stairs

while he approached a sleek black

him, Rena found them

I can deal with it when you are distant with me,

the little girl

tender countenance and curly hair, the child

gesture, he

felt a

slowly vanish, conflicting emotions

demeanor

stood for a

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

her waist, Rena mustered a forced smile.

her back to

within the study,

the sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice recorder left behind by Waylen. After countless playbacks, she felt a renewed strength

the evening, she collected Alexis and headed to the

entering, Edwin eagerly rushed over and greeted Rena with warmth, “Auntie

Rena tenderly caressed the little

blush

Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed by such

and Juliette joined

to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of Rena, “Have you seen

the question, Rena’s reply was

the elders from embarrassment and anger, she chose not to divulge certain

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

on 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 need me to recount

Rena maintained her silence.

nature, understanding her reluctance to be harsh

and Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart,

returned. The

silhouette of the sports car halted, Waylen emerged. Unable to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long leg and nuzzling her little face

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

this be the

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

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

discreetly wiped

dinner, an air of silence enveloped them

and Rena sat side by side but a

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

Rena couldn’t surrender to vulnerability,

them together, believing that through

“Dad, I have a case to handle. I must return

surfaced. “Is your case more important than

Waylen’s room. He and Rena should have

ever loyal to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly

smile

the

a profound

proposed, “Let’s proceed with that approach for now.

Rena nodded in agreement.

chose to remain downstairs with the two children. After soothing Alexis to sleep, she made her

Waylen stood,

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

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

closed the door

her arms around his waist under his unwavering

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

eyes held an enigmatic

gaze fixed on the woman embraced in

appeared pliant and submissive, as though she belonged entirely to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired, “Is your craving for me that

had heard that women could engage in intimacy

who would never willingly subject himself to

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

of

no emotional connection with her,

lying beneath him at the edge of the

held her waist

might accidentally harm the baby, so despite her desire to be close to

efforts were in

don’t you want me to touch you? Look at yourself. You weren’t

up in

gaze awkwardly and responded, “I’m

her bulging belly, where his

his child, he would never be aroused by a pregnant woman in his

true intimacy required

seem interested, his desire waned and he was about to turn over and head to the

faint sound emanated

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

felt a surge

posture was slightly awkward as she

her appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate that the room was

Rena quickly straightened their

whose

a little child would interrupt

climbed onto the bed,

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 ill

Waylen was left speechless.