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

donned the

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

screen, he noticed the caller was

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

“Dad wants us back

hand… Go with the

comprehended it

pretext; he simply didn’t wish

The two descended

driver to take Rena home, while he approached a sleek black McLaren, preparing

Rena found them separated

can deal with it when you are distant with me, but… Alexis is

thoughts wandered to the

and curly hair, the child exuded undeniable

gesture, he

felt a

watched the black sports car slowly vanish,

determination, his demeanor had thrown her

for a

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

Rena mustered a forced smile.

chauffeured her back

secluded herself within the study,

sofa, intently listening to the recording

she collected Alexis and headed

entering, Edwin eagerly rushed over and greeted

down, Rena tenderly caressed the little

faint blush

made a playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed by such frequent

and Juliette

to indulge in desserts, while

to the question, Rena’s reply was a gentle

embarrassment and anger, she chose not to divulge

been privy to the events, thanks to his

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,

Rena maintained her silence.

recognized her tender-hearted nature, understanding her reluctance to

within Korbyn’s fatherly heart, leaving him

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

to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long leg and nuzzling her little face

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

with children in his memory. Yet,

be the

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

Waylen couldn’t possibly

wiped away

an air of silence

by side but

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

surrender to vulnerability,

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

“Dad, I have a

“Is your case more

a knowing glance with Juliette, Korbyn whispered, “Instruct the servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and Rena should have a meaningful conversation tonight and Alexis will sleep

loyal to Korbyn’s

faint smile adorned Waylen’s

and ascended the stairs with a sense of

felt a profound sadness

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

Waylen

Rena fixated her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled

his head to meet her eyes. He then extinguished

the door

him with measured steps, she gently wrapped her arms

wish to be apart from you. Isn’t it

held an enigmatic

in, his gaze fixed on the

submissive, as though she belonged entirely to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired, “Is

engage in intimacy

a man who would never willingly subject himself

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

thought of it was

with her, his body seemed

beneath him at the

waist and caressed her

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

their efforts

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 on at

up in

averted her gaze awkwardly and responded, “I’m

tenderly touched her bulging belly, where

presence of his child, he would never be aroused by a pregnant woman in

believed that true intimacy required

and he

emanated from the thick

in. In a voice reminiscent of a kitten’s,

a

was slightly awkward as she weakly

appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate that

and Rena quickly

whose face

that a

onto the bed, holding something in

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

Waylen was left speechless.