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. ©

those words, Waylen retrieved a set of

presence of Rena, he donned the

and locked eyes with her. As he was on the brink of delivering a

the caller was

focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he

mentioned, “Dad wants us back for dinner.

hand… Go with the child

it all

was merely a pretext;

acquiesced. The two

Rena home, while he approached a

them separated by the car

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

the

and curly hair, the

he nodded, “Don’t

felt a sense

black sports car slowly vanish,

brimming with determination, his demeanor had thrown

stood for

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

waist, Rena mustered a forced smile. “You might

her back

secluded herself within the study, drawing all

listening to the recording

the evening, she collected Alexis and headed

entering, Edwin eagerly rushed over and greeted Rena

down, Rena tenderly caressed the

faint blush adorned his

a playful expression,

Juliette joined

in desserts, while Korbyn

Rena’s reply was a

from embarrassment and anger, she chose not to divulge certain

been privy to the events, thanks to his network of

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

Rena maintained her silence.

understanding her

for both Rena and Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart,

in the evening, Waylen returned.

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

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

be the bond of

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

that Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the depth of his

discreetly wiped

family reunion dinner, an air of silence enveloped them

side but a palpable

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

couldn’t surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen had forgotten

together, believing that

I have a case

displeasure surfaced. “Is your case more

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

ever loyal to

faint smile

cigarette and ascended the stairs with a sense of

profound sadness settle within

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

to remain downstairs with the two children. After soothing Alexis to sleep,

the window, Waylen

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

the door

she gently wrapped her arms around his waist under his unwavering

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

eyes held an

gaze fixed on the woman

pliant and submissive, as though she belonged entirely to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him,

had heard that women could engage in intimacy

a man who would never willingly

his recollections, he 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 beautiful woman carrying

thought of

with her, his

she was lying beneath him at the edge of

held her waist and caressed her

desire to be close

efforts

love me very much? Why don’t you want me

up

responded, “I’m pregnant. I don’t

bulging belly, where

of his child, he would never be aroused by a

that true intimacy required

he was

sound emanated from the thick

In a voice reminiscent

a surge of

slightly awkward as

disheveled, she was fortunate that the

Rena quickly

whose face

that a little child would

the bed, holding something in

into her father’s embrace, and then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest.

Waylen was left speechless.