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. ©

words, Waylen retrieved a set of garments from the

donned the outfit, eliciting

was on the brink of delivering a taunt, his phone interrupted the moment

at the screen, he noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting him

and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With

wants us back for

the other hand…

comprehended it

pretext;

readily acquiesced. The

he approached a sleek black McLaren,

him, Rena found them separated by

deal with it when you are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive. Please refrain

to the little

tender countenance and curly hair, the child exuded

acold gesture, he

a

the black sports car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped her—

with determination, his demeanor had thrown her

she stood for a

do board the car first. Considering your pregnancy, prolonged

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

chauffeured her back to

secluded herself within

the recording on the voice recorder

the evening, she collected Alexis and

and greeted Rena with

caressed

faint blush

flushed face, Alexis made a playful expression, thinking he should

Juliette joined

whisked the two children away to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of

the question, Rena’s

embarrassment and anger, she chose

Korbyn had been privy to

he asked deliberately, “Aren’t 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 times, but he

Rena maintained her silence.

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

and Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart, leaving him with

in the evening, Waylen returned.

rushed over, wrapping her arms

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

children in his memory.

the

of rejection on his face, though

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

wiped away

reunion dinner, an

sat side by side but a palpable

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability, knowing

that

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

displeasure surfaced. “Is your case more important than your

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

loyal to

faint smile adorned

ascended the stairs with a sense

a profound sadness settle within

the back of her hand, Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed with

Rena nodded in agreement.

to remain downstairs with the two children. After soothing Alexis

Waylen stood,

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

to meet her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette

the

she gently wrapped her arms around his

couple. I don’t wish to be apart from you. Isn’t it normal for

held an

his gaze fixed on the woman embraced

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

that women could engage

who would never

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

thought of it

emotional connection with her, his body seemed to have its own

was lying beneath him at the

he held her waist and

harm the baby, so despite her desire to be close to him,

efforts were in

you love me very much? Why don’t you want me to touch you? Look at

welled up in Rena’s

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

her bulging belly, where

presence of his child, he would

believed that true

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

sound emanated

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

felt a surge

slightly awkward as she

appearance was disheveled, she was

quickly straightened their

whose

a little child would

bed, holding something in her

nestled into her father’s embrace, and then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it on

Waylen was left speechless.