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. ©

Waylen retrieved a set

he donned

on the brink of

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

spoke, and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance.

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

other hand… Go with the

it all too

busyness was merely a pretext; he simply didn’t

his decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The two descended the stairs in

he approached a sleek black McLaren, preparing to step

them separated by the car

tone, she addressed him, “Waylen, I can deal with it when you are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive. Please refrain from saying such things in

the

countenance and

gesture, he nodded,

felt a sense

vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped her— happiness and sorrow

demeanor had thrown

for a

approach and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first. Considering your pregnancy, prolonged

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

chauffeured her back to the

arrival, she secluded herself within the study, drawing all the

recording on

she collected Alexis and headed to the

Edwin eagerly rushed over and

Rena tenderly caressed the little

faint blush adorned

flushed face, Alexis made a playful expression,

and Juliette joined

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

response to the question, Rena’s

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

unbeknownst to her, Korbyn had been privy to the events,

“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

Rena maintained her silence.

recognized her tender-hearted nature, understanding her reluctance

for both Rena and Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart, leaving him with a throbbing

seven o’clock in the evening, Waylen returned. The Fowler

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. “Dad, I missed you so

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

the bond of

trace of rejection on his face, though a touch of sadness lingered in his

that Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the depth of

wiped away her

family reunion dinner, an air

side by side but a palpable sense of distance

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability,

together, believing that through physical intimacy, familiarity might

I have a case to handle.

surfaced. “Is your case more

Waylen’s room. He and Rena should have a meaningful conversation tonight and Alexis will

ever loyal to

smile adorned Waylen’s

the stairs with

a profound

hand, Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed with that approach for now. Just endure it a

Rena nodded in agreement.

children. After soothing Alexis to sleep,

the window, Waylen stood,

the doorway, Rena fixated her gaze upon 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

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

a couple. I don’t wish to be apart from

held an enigmatic

fixed on the woman

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

women could engage in

man who would

he had always kept his distance from women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any of it, he found himself with

of it

her, his

now, she was lying beneath him at the edge

her waist and caressed her

Waylen might accidentally harm the baby, so despite her desire to be close

efforts were in

very much? Why don’t you

up in Rena’s

gaze awkwardly and responded, “I’m pregnant. I don’t want to do

bulging belly, where his

of his child, he would

that true intimacy required

he was about to turn over and head to the

a faint sound emanated from the thick bedroom

In a voice reminiscent

felt a surge of

awkward as

appearance was disheveled, she was

and Rena quickly straightened their

whose face

a little child would interrupt

onto the bed,

father’s embrace, and then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest.

Waylen was left speechless.