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 of

the presence of Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting her quiet, attentive

with her. As he was on the brink of delivering a taunt, his phone interrupted the moment with

the screen, he noticed the caller was Korbyn,

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

“Dad wants us back for dinner. ‘m a

other hand… Go with the child

comprehended it all too

was merely a pretext; he simply didn’t wish to

his decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The two descended the

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

him, Rena found them separated by

tone, she addressed him, “Waylen, I can deal with it when you are distant with me, but… Alexis is

wandered to the little girl

her tender countenance and curly hair, the child

gesture, he nodded,

felt a sense of

watched the black sports car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped

his demeanor had

she stood for a prolonged

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

mustered a forced smile. “You might be right; my

her back

herself within the study, drawing all the

sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice

collected Alexis and

Edwin eagerly rushed over and greeted

down, Rena tenderly caressed the little

faint blush adorned

face, Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he should

and Juliette

whisked the two children away to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of

response to the question, Rena’s reply was a

the elders from embarrassment and anger, she chose not to divulge certain

been privy to the events, thanks to his network

his 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

Rena maintained her silence.

her reluctance to be

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

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

Unable to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

be the bond of

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

moment, Korbyn surmised that Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the depth of his love

wiped away

the family reunion dinner, an air of silence enveloped them

but a

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

couldn’t surrender to vulnerability,

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

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

surfaced. “Is your case more important than

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

ever loyal to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly

smile adorned Waylen’s

cigarette and ascended the stairs with a sense of

a profound sadness settle within

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

than ascending the stairs immediately, she chose to remain downstairs with the two children. After soothing Alexis to sleep, she made her way

the window, Waylen

As he smoked, he

extinguished the

closed the

steps, she gently wrapped her arms around his waist under his

couple. I don’t wish to be apart from you. Isn’t it normal for me to yearn to

held an

he leaned in, his gaze fixed on the woman embraced

to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired,

women could engage in intimacy after

who would never

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

of it

connection with her, his body seemed to have its own

him at the

he held her waist

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

efforts were

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

welled up in Rena’s

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

her bulging belly, where his

the presence of his child, he

believed that true intimacy required

seem interested, his desire waned and he was about

sound emanated from the

little head peeked in. In a voice

a

as she

was

and Rena quickly straightened

whose face

expected that a little child

onto the bed, holding something

embrace, and then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest. “Grandpa said that dad

Waylen was left speechless.