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. ©

retrieved a set

donned the outfit, eliciting her quiet,

As he was on the

the caller was Korbyn, prompting him to answer with a casual,

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…

wants us back for

the other hand… Go with the child

comprehended it

was merely a pretext; he

The two descended the

instructed the driver to take Rena home, while he approached a

him, Rena found them separated by the

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

to the

Rena with her tender countenance and curly hair,

acold gesture, he

a sense of

vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped her— happiness and sorrow

brimming with determination, his demeanor had

stood for a

and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car

hands on her waist, Rena mustered a forced smile. “You

her back to the

secluded herself within the

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

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

tenderly caressed the

blush

flushed face, Alexis made a playful expression,

Juliette

indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired

the question, Rena’s reply was a gentle

the elders from embarrassment and anger, she chose not to

had been privy to

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 a sustainable solution. You slapped him so many times, but

Rena maintained her silence.

her tender-hearted nature, understanding her

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

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

wrapping her arms around his long leg and

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

be the bond

his granddaughter, Korbyn concealed any trace of rejection on his face, though a touch of sadness lingered in

possibly fathom the depth of

discreetly wiped away her

dinner, an air of silence enveloped

by side but a palpable sense of distance

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability,

bring them together, believing that through physical intimacy, familiarity might gradually

lips and expressed, “Dad, I have a case to handle. I must return to the law

displeasure surfaced. “Is your case more important than your

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

to Korbyn’s wishes,

smile adorned Waylen’s

lit a cigarette and ascended the stairs with a sense of

a profound sadness

her hand, Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed with

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

window, Waylen stood,

fixated her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of

eyes. He then extinguished

closed the door

measured steps, she gently wrapped her arms

don’t wish to be apart from

held

his gaze fixed on the woman embraced in

sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired, “Is your craving

heard that women could engage in intimacy after the first three

man who would never willingly subject

his distance from women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any of it, he found himself with a wife

of

her, his body seemed to have

beneath him at the edge of

her waist and

desire to be close to him, she struggled to overcome her inhibitions and be

their efforts were

“Don’t you love me very much? Why don’t you want me to touch you? Look at yourself. You weren’t turned on at all…

up

“I’m pregnant. I

bulging

child, he would never

believed that true intimacy required mutual

his desire waned and he

faint sound emanated from the thick

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

a surge of

slightly awkward as

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

Rena quickly

Waylen, whose face

expected that a little

the bed, holding

a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest. “Grandpa said that dad was seriously ill and I’ll

Waylen was left speechless.