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. ©

those words, Waylen retrieved a set of garments from the

he donned the outfit, eliciting her quiet,

on the brink of delivering a taunt,

was Korbyn, prompting him to answer with a casual,

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

“Dad wants us back

on the other hand… Go with the child

comprehended it

merely a pretext;

Rena readily acquiesced. The two descended the stairs in hushed

Rena home, while he approached a sleek black

Rena found them separated

it when you are distant

the

countenance and

acold gesture, he nodded,

a

sports car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped

his demeanor had thrown

for

with her plight, compelled to approach and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board

smile. “You might be right; my back does feel a tad

back

arrival, she secluded herself within the

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

evening, she collected Alexis and headed to the

Edwin eagerly rushed over and greeted Rena

caressed

blush adorned his

face, Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed by such frequent

Juliette

children away to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of

the question, Rena’s reply

and anger, she chose not

to her, Korbyn had been privy to the events,

for you is not

Rena maintained her silence.

nature, understanding her

and Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s

in the evening, Waylen returned. The Fowler family was preparing to dine

wrapping her arms around his long leg and nuzzling her little face against it.

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

children in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he

be the

concealed any trace of rejection

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

discreetly wiped away

the family reunion dinner, an air of silence enveloped them

but a palpable sense of distance separated

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

couldn’t surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen had

that

his lips and expressed, “Dad, I have a case to

case

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

to Korbyn’s wishes,

faint smile adorned Waylen’s

the stairs

felt a profound sadness settle within

patting the back of her hand, Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed with that approach for now.

Rena nodded in agreement.

two children. After soothing

window, Waylen

the doorway, Rena fixated her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of

head to meet her eyes. He then extinguished the

the door

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

I don’t wish to be apart from you.

held an enigmatic

fixed on

entirely to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired, “Is your craving for

could engage in intimacy after the first

was a man who would never willingly subject himself to

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 was

connection with her, his body seemed to have its own

she was lying beneath him at the edge of

held her waist and caressed

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

their efforts

a mocking whisper in her ear, Waylen taunted, “Don’t you love me very much? Why don’t you want me

up in

responded, “I’m pregnant. I don’t want to

bulging belly,

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

believed that true

interested, his desire waned and he was about

emanated

In

felt a surge

slightly awkward as she weakly replied,

her appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate that the room

quickly straightened

whose face

that a little child would interrupt

the bed, holding something in her

stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest. “Grandpa said

Waylen was left speechless.