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

Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting her

the brink of delivering a taunt, his phone interrupted the moment with a

he noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting

Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With

he nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us back

hand… Go with

it

pretext; he simply

decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The two

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

Rena found them separated by the

are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive. Please refrain from saying such things in

wandered to the little girl in the

Rena with her tender countenance and curly hair, the child exuded undeniable

gesture, he nodded,

a

car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped

his demeanor

she stood for a prolonged

Fowler, do board the car first. Considering your pregnancy,

Rena mustered a forced smile. “You

her back to

she secluded herself within the study, drawing

the study, Rena reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording on

the evening, she collected Alexis and headed to the

and

caressed the

faint blush

Edwin’s flushed face, Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he should

Juliette joined

away to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of Rena, “Have

response to the question, Rena’s reply was

and anger, she chose not to divulge

her, Korbyn had been privy to the events,

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

Rena maintained her silence.

tender-hearted nature, understanding her reluctance to be harsh

within Korbyn’s fatherly heart, leaving him

evening, Waylen returned. The Fowler

sports car halted, Waylen emerged. Unable to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long leg and nuzzling her

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

the bond

trace of rejection on his face, though a touch

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

wiped

dinner, an air of

side by side but

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability, knowing

that through physical intimacy,

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

displeasure surfaced. “Is your case more important than

tidy up Waylen’s room. He and Rena should have a meaningful conversation tonight and Alexis will sleep with

to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly

faint smile adorned Waylen’s

lit a cigarette and ascended the

profound

the back of her hand, Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

window, Waylen stood, cigarette in

her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of smoke swiftly vanishing into

extinguished the cigarette

closed the

wrapped her arms around his waist under his

wish to be apart from you. Isn’t

eyes held an

fixed on the woman embraced in

The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and

women could engage in intimacy

a man who would never willingly subject

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

thought of it

her, his

she was lying beneath him at the edge of

her waist and

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

their efforts were in

Waylen taunted, “Don’t you love me very much? Why don’t you want me to touch

welled up

her gaze awkwardly and responded, “I’m pregnant.

tenderly touched her bulging belly,

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

true intimacy

he was about to turn over and head to the

faint sound emanated from the

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

a surge

as she weakly replied, “I’m

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

Rena quickly straightened

whose

a little child would

climbed onto the bed, holding

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

Waylen was left speechless.