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

of Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting

with her. As he was on the

screen, he noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting him

the 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 her back for dinner

nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us back for dinner.

hand… Go with

comprehended it all

merely a pretext; he simply didn’t wish

readily acquiesced. The two descended

he approached a sleek black

him, Rena found them separated

with it when you are distant with

wandered to the little girl in the

tender countenance and curly hair,

gesture, he nodded, “Don’t

felt a

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

demeanor had thrown her

for

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

a forced smile. “You might

chauffeured her back to the

secluded herself within the study,

reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice

the evening, she collected Alexis and headed to the Fowlers’

and greeted Rena with warmth, “Auntie

Rena tenderly caressed the little

blush

Edwin’s flushed face, Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he should feel

and Juliette

away to indulge in desserts, while

Rena’s reply was a gentle

the elders from embarrassment and

had been privy to the events, thanks to his

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

Rena maintained her silence.

tender-hearted nature, understanding her reluctance

stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart, leaving him

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

to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

been accustomed to interacting with children in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he felt

be the bond of

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

couldn’t possibly fathom the depth

wiped away her

family reunion dinner, an

side but a

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

couldn’t surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen had forgotten

them together, believing that through

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

surfaced. “Is your case more important than your

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

loyal to Korbyn’s

faint smile adorned

cigarette and ascended the stairs

felt a profound sadness

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

Waylen stood, cigarette in

gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked,

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

the door

measured steps, she gently wrapped her arms

are a couple. I don’t wish to be apart from you. Isn’t

held an enigmatic

his gaze fixed on

she belonged entirely to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire

could engage in intimacy after the

would

remember any of it, he found himself with a wife

thought of it was

with her, his body seemed to

she was lying beneath him at the edge of the

her waist and caressed

to be close to

efforts were in

me very much? Why don’t you want me to touch you? Look at yourself. You weren’t turned

up

her gaze awkwardly and responded, “I’m pregnant.

bulging belly, where his

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

believed that true intimacy

and he was about

sound emanated

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

felt a

was slightly awkward as she weakly replied, “I’m

appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate

Rena quickly straightened

whose

a little child would

bed,

and then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s

Waylen was left speechless.