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 set of garments

he donned the outfit,

eyes with her. As he was on the brink of delivering a taunt, his phone interrupted the moment

at the screen, he noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting him to answer with a casual,

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

mentioned, “Dad wants us back for dinner. ‘m a bit

hand… Go with

it

merely a pretext;

acquiesced. The two

driver to take Rena home, while he approached a

him, Rena found them

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

the little girl in the

with her tender countenance and curly hair, the child exuded

acold gesture, he nodded,

felt a

slowly vanish,

demeanor had thrown

she stood for

her plight, compelled to approach and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first. Considering

waist, Rena mustered a forced smile. “You might be

chauffeured her back

secluded herself within

the dimly lit confines of the study, Rena reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording

she collected Alexis and headed to

over and greeted

tenderly caressed

faint blush

playful expression,

and Juliette joined

the two children away to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of Rena, “Have you seen

question, Rena’s reply was

embarrassment and anger, she chose

been privy to the events, thanks to his network

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

Rena maintained her silence.

her reluctance

and concern for both Rena and Waylen stirred within

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

car halted, Waylen emerged. Unable to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

been accustomed to interacting with children in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he felt a hint

be the bond

his son cradling his granddaughter, Korbyn concealed any trace of rejection on his face, though a touch of sadness lingered

Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom

wiped away her

reunion dinner, an air of

by side but a palpable sense of distance

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen had

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

dabbed his lips and expressed, “Dad, I have a case to handle. I must return to the

your case more important

the servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and Rena should have

ever loyal to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly

faint smile

cigarette and ascended the stairs

felt a profound sadness settle

proceed

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

Waylen stood, cigarette in

his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of smoke

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

closed the door

her arms around his

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

held an enigmatic

leaned in, his gaze fixed

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

women could engage in intimacy after the

would never willingly subject himself to

distance from women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any

of

with her, his body seemed to have its

was lying beneath him at

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

efforts were

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

welled up

and responded, “I’m pregnant. I

her bulging belly, where his child

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

believed that true

she didn’t seem interested, his desire waned and he was about to turn over

faint sound emanated from the

door’s crack, a little head peeked in. In a voice reminiscent of a

felt a surge

awkward as she weakly replied, “I’m

she was fortunate

Rena quickly

whose

expected that a little child

the bed, holding something

father’s embrace, and then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest. “Grandpa said that dad

Waylen was left speechless.