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. ©

retrieved a set of garments from

the presence of Rena, he donned the outfit,

and locked eyes with her. As he was on the brink of

noticed the caller was

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…

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

on the other hand… Go with the child

it all

was merely a pretext; he simply

acquiesced. The two descended the stairs in hushed

home, while he approached a sleek

Rena found them separated by the car

distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive. Please refrain from

thoughts wandered to the

Rena with her tender countenance and

acold gesture, he nodded, “Don’t

felt a sense of

car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped her—

demeanor had

for

to approach and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first.

forced smile. “You might be

back

arrival, she secluded herself within

the sofa, intently listening to the recording on the

evening, she collected Alexis and headed to the Fowlers’

eagerly rushed over and greeted

tenderly caressed the little

blush

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

Juliette joined

desserts, while Korbyn inquired of Rena, “Have you

question, Rena’s reply was

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

her, Korbyn had been privy to the events, thanks

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 still begged you to get

Rena maintained her silence.

recognized her tender-hearted nature, understanding her reluctance

concern for both Rena and Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart,

o’clock in the evening, Waylen returned. The

car halted, Waylen emerged. Unable to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long leg and nuzzling her little face against it.

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

he had never been accustomed to interacting with children in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he felt a hint of tenderness in his

the bond of

any trace of rejection on his face, though a touch

couldn’t possibly fathom

wiped

dinner, an air

sat side by side but a palpable sense of distance

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

Rena couldn’t surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen had

bring them together, believing that through physical intimacy,

“Dad, I have a case

displeasure surfaced. “Is your case more important than

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

to

faint smile adorned Waylen’s

the

felt a profound sadness

“Let’s proceed with that approach for now. Just endure it a

Rena nodded in agreement.

chose to remain downstairs with the two children. After soothing

window, Waylen stood, cigarette in

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

presence, Waylen turned his head to meet her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually, “Have you learned to tell on me

closed the door

with measured steps, she gently wrapped her arms

apart from you.

held an enigmatic

fixed on the woman embraced in his

belonged entirely to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him,

heard that women could engage in intimacy

who would never willingly subject

his recollections, he had always kept his distance from women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any

mere thought of it was

connection with her, his body seemed

was lying beneath him at

waist and

despite her desire to be close to him,

efforts were

in her ear, 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

up in Rena’s

“I’m pregnant. I don’t want to

tenderly touched her bulging belly, where his child

it weren’t for the presence of his child, he

true intimacy required

desire waned and he was

a faint sound emanated from the

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

felt a

as she

was disheveled, she was fortunate that

quickly straightened

whose

expected that a little child would

the bed, holding something

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

Waylen was left speechless.