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 the

he donned the

with her. As he was on the brink

the screen, he noticed the caller was Korbyn,

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

mentioned, “Dad wants us back

on the other hand…

comprehended it

a pretext; he simply didn’t wish

Rena readily acquiesced. The two descended

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

him, Rena found them separated

I can deal with it when you are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive. Please refrain from saying such things in her

wandered to the

tender countenance and curly hair, the child exuded undeniable

he nodded,

felt a

slowly vanish,

his demeanor had thrown her into

she stood for

and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first. Considering your pregnancy, prolonged standing isn’t good

Rena mustered a forced smile. “You might

her back

herself within the study, drawing all the

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

the evening, she collected Alexis and headed to

over and greeted Rena

down, Rena tenderly caressed

blush adorned

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

and Juliette joined

in desserts,

response to the question, Rena’s reply was

from embarrassment and anger, she chose not to

unbeknownst to her, Korbyn had been privy to the events, thanks to his network

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.

tender-hearted nature, understanding her reluctance to

and Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart, leaving

evening, Waylen returned. The Fowler

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

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

to interacting with children in his memory.

this be the

his granddaughter, Korbyn concealed any trace of rejection on his face, though a touch of

Korbyn surmised that Waylen couldn’t possibly

wiped

reunion dinner, an air of

sat side by side but a palpable

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

to vulnerability, knowing Waylen had

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

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

surfaced. “Is your case more important than

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

loyal to Korbyn’s

faint smile adorned Waylen’s

a cigarette and ascended the stairs

profound

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

window, Waylen stood, cigarette in

profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of smoke swiftly vanishing into

He then extinguished the cigarette

the

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

Waylen, we are a couple. I don’t wish to be apart from you. Isn’t it normal for me to yearn to be close

held an

leaned in, his gaze fixed on

a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired, “Is your craving for me that

had heard that women could engage in intimacy after the

would

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

of it

connection with her, his body seemed to have its own

lying beneath him at the edge of

held her waist

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

their efforts were

“Don’t you love me very much? Why don’t you want me to touch you? Look at yourself. You weren’t

welled up in

“I’m

touched her bulging belly, where his

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

that true intimacy required

desire waned and he

faint sound emanated

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

a

awkward as she

was disheveled, she was fortunate that the

quickly straightened their

whose

never expected that a little

climbed onto the bed, holding something in

placed it on Waylen’s chest. “Grandpa said that dad was seriously

Waylen was left speechless.