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 garments from the

the presence of Rena, he donned the

attire and locked eyes with her. As he was on the brink of delivering a taunt, his phone interrupted

the caller was Korbyn,

line, Korbyn spoke, and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated, “Yes, she’s with me

“Dad wants us back

the other hand… Go with the

comprehended it

busyness was merely a pretext; he simply didn’t

The two descended the stairs

the driver to take Rena home, while he approached a

them separated by the

tone, she addressed him, “Waylen, I can deal with it when you are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive. Please refrain from

thoughts wandered to the little

and curly hair, the child exuded undeniable

he

felt a sense

watched the black sports car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped

brimming with determination, his demeanor had

for

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

forced smile. “You might be right; my back does feel a tad

chauffeured her back to the

herself within the study,

recording on the voice recorder left behind by Waylen.

evening, she collected Alexis and headed to the Fowlers’

eagerly rushed over and greeted Rena

tenderly caressed

faint blush adorned his

Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he

Juliette

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

Rena’s reply was

and anger, she chose

to her, Korbyn had been privy to the events, thanks

gaze 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 Waylen’s troubled past, do you? In any case, tolerance is not

Rena maintained her silence.

her reluctance to be

Rena and Waylen stirred within

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

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…

he had never been accustomed to interacting with children in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he felt a hint of tenderness in his

this be the

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

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

wiped

dinner, an air of silence enveloped them

by side but a palpable sense of

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

to vulnerability, knowing Waylen had forgotten

bring them together, believing that through physical

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

“Is your case more important

up Waylen’s room. He and Rena should have a meaningful conversation

to Korbyn’s

faint smile adorned Waylen’s

and ascended the stairs with a sense

felt a profound sadness settle

Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

the window, Waylen stood, cigarette

from the doorway, Rena fixated her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he

meet her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually, “Have you learned to

closed the

steps, she gently wrapped her arms around his waist under

apart from you. Isn’t it normal for me to yearn

eyes held an

in, his gaze fixed on the woman

appeared pliant and submissive, as though she belonged entirely to him. The sensation aroused a

women could engage

was a man who would never willingly

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

mere thought of

with her, his body seemed to

lying beneath him at the edge of the

her waist and

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

their efforts were

much? Why don’t you want me to touch you? Look

up in Rena’s

“I’m pregnant. I

touched her bulging belly,

it weren’t for the presence of his child, he would never be aroused by a pregnant

believed that true intimacy required mutual

and he was about to turn over and head to

emanated

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

a

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

was disheveled, she was fortunate that the room

Rena quickly

Waylen, whose

a little child

climbed onto the bed, holding something in

out a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest. “Grandpa said that

Waylen was left speechless.