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. ©

a set of garments from

presence of Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting

As he was on the brink of delivering

caller was Korbyn, prompting him

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 back for

“Dad wants us back for dinner.

the other hand… Go with the child

it

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

readily acquiesced. The two descended the stairs in hushed

while he approached a sleek black McLaren, preparing to

them separated by the

him, “Waylen, I can deal with it when you are distant with me, but…

to the little

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

he nodded, “Don’t

felt a sense

she watched the black sports car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped

determination, his demeanor had thrown her

she stood for a prolonged

do board

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

chauffeured her back to the

within the study, drawing

reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice recorder left behind by Waylen. After countless playbacks,

she collected Alexis and

rushed over and greeted

tenderly caressed the little

blush

flushed face, Alexis made a playful expression, thinking

Juliette joined

children away to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of Rena,

to the question, Rena’s reply was a gentle

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

her, Korbyn had been privy to the events, thanks

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 still begged you to get

Rena maintained her silence.

nature, understanding her reluctance to

and Waylen stirred within

o’clock in the evening, Waylen returned. The

over, wrapping her arms around his long leg and nuzzling her little face against it. “Dad, I

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

be the bond

of rejection on his

couldn’t possibly fathom the

wiped

the family reunion dinner, an air of

but a

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

to vulnerability,

them together, believing that through physical intimacy, familiarity

I have

“Is your case more important

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 with

to Korbyn’s

smile

the stairs with a sense of

profound sadness settle within

her hand, Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

the window, Waylen

her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he

his head to meet her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually,

the

gently wrapped her arms around his waist under his

wish to be apart from you. Isn’t

held an

in, his gaze fixed on

as though she belonged entirely to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within

engage in intimacy after the first

who would never willingly subject himself

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 young and beautiful woman

thought of

her, his body seemed to

now, she was lying beneath him at the edge of the

waist

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

efforts were

love me very much? Why don’t

welled up in Rena’s

awkwardly and responded, “I’m pregnant. I

her bulging belly, where

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

that true

waned and he

sound emanated from the

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

a

slightly awkward as

was disheveled, she was fortunate that

and Rena quickly straightened

Waylen, whose

expected that a

bed, holding something in

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

Waylen was left speechless.