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 set

he donned the outfit,

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

the caller was Korbyn, prompting him to answer with a

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

he nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us

hand… Go with

it all

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

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

to take Rena home, while he approached a sleek black

Rena found them separated by the car

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

to the

Rena with her tender countenance and curly hair, the child exuded

gesture, he nodded, “Don’t

a

watched the black sports car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions

demeanor had

stood for a prolonged

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

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

her back

she secluded herself within the study,

listening to the recording

collected Alexis and

over and greeted Rena with

down, Rena tenderly caressed the

faint blush adorned his

Alexis made a playful expression, thinking

and Juliette

the two children away to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn

to the question, Rena’s reply was a gentle

the elders from embarrassment and anger, she chose

been privy to the events, thanks to

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 begged you to

Rena maintained her silence.

tender-hearted nature, understanding her reluctance

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

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

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 against it. “Dad, I missed you so

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

never been accustomed to interacting with children in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he felt

the bond

trace of rejection on his face, though a touch

that Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the depth

wiped away

the family reunion dinner, an air of silence

Rena sat side by side but a palpable sense of distance

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen

them together, believing that through physical intimacy, familiarity might

lips and expressed, “Dad, I have

case

to tidy up Waylen’s room.

loyal to Korbyn’s wishes,

faint smile adorned Waylen’s

ascended the

felt a profound sadness settle within

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

Waylen stood, cigarette

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

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

closed the door

wrapped her arms around

Waylen, we are a couple. I don’t wish to be apart from you. Isn’t it normal for me

held an enigmatic

leaned in, his gaze fixed on the woman embraced in his

entirely to him. The sensation aroused a

women could engage in intimacy after the first

a man who would never willingly subject

always kept his distance from women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any of it, he

mere thought of

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

him at the

held her waist and

her desire to be close

their efforts

a mocking whisper in her ear, Waylen taunted, “Don’t you love me very much? Why don’t you want me to touch you? Look at yourself. You weren’t turned

welled up in

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

touched her bulging belly,

child, he would never be aroused by a pregnant

true intimacy

didn’t seem interested, his desire waned and he was about to

a faint sound emanated from

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

felt a

slightly awkward as she weakly replied,

her appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate that the

Rena quickly

whose face

a

climbed onto the bed, holding something in

and placed

Waylen was left speechless.