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. ©

uttering those words, Waylen retrieved a

Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting her

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

the caller was Korbyn, prompting him to

spoke, and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated, “Yes, she’s with me Okay… I’ll bring

up, he nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us back for

on the other hand… Go with

it all too

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

readily acquiesced. The two descended the

he approached a sleek black McLaren, preparing to step

Rena found them separated

can deal with it when you are distant with me,

thoughts wandered to the little

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

acold gesture, he nodded, “Don’t

a sense of

car slowly vanish, conflicting

brimming with determination, his demeanor had thrown her

stood for

whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first. Considering your

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

her back

within

recording on the voice recorder left behind by Waylen.

collected Alexis and headed to the Fowlers’

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

tenderly caressed the little

faint blush adorned his

Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed

Juliette

to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of Rena,

response to the question, Rena’s reply was a

elders from embarrassment and anger, she chose

been privy to the events,

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

Rena maintained her silence.

tender-hearted nature, understanding her reluctance to be harsh with

concern for both Rena and Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart,

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

resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long leg and nuzzling her little face against it. “Dad, I missed you

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

be the bond of

trace of rejection on his face, though

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

discreetly wiped away

reunion dinner, an air of

Rena sat side by side but a palpable sense of

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability, knowing Waylen

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

I have

case

Waylen’s room. He

loyal to Korbyn’s wishes,

smile adorned Waylen’s

a cigarette and ascended the

a profound sadness

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

Waylen stood, cigarette

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

head to meet her eyes. He then extinguished

the

him with measured steps, she gently wrapped her arms around his waist under

apart from you. Isn’t it normal

held

leaned in, his gaze fixed

to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him,

women could engage in intimacy after the first three

a man who would

women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any of it, he found himself with a wife – a young and beautiful woman carrying

mere thought of

with her, his body

was lying beneath him at the edge

he held her waist and caressed

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

efforts were in

don’t you want me to touch you? Look at yourself. You

up in

“I’m pregnant. I don’t want to do

her bulging

of his child, he would never be aroused by a

that true intimacy

and he was about

emanated from the thick bedroom

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

a surge of

as she weakly

was disheveled, she was fortunate that

and Rena quickly straightened their

whose face

a little child would interrupt

onto the bed, holding something

and placed it on Waylen’s

Waylen was left speechless.