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. ©

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of Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting her quiet, attentive

locked eyes with her. As he was on the brink

was Korbyn, prompting him to answer with a

to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated,

wants us back for dinner. ‘m a

hand… Go

it

purported busyness was merely a pretext; he

readily acquiesced. The two

he approached

him, Rena found them separated

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

to the

tender countenance and curly hair, the child

acold gesture, he nodded,

a

sports car slowly vanish,

demeanor

for a

board the

on her waist, Rena mustered a forced smile. “You might

chauffeured her back

secluded herself within

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

collected Alexis and headed

rushed over and greeted Rena with warmth, “Auntie

caressed the little boy’s

faint blush adorned

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

and Juliette joined

in desserts, while Korbyn

Rena’s reply was a

the elders from embarrassment and anger,

unbeknownst to her, Korbyn had been privy to the

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

Rena maintained her silence.

her tender-hearted nature, understanding her reluctance to be

and concern for both Rena and Waylen stirred within

Waylen returned. The

rushed over, wrapping her

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

with children in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis,

the bond

his granddaughter, Korbyn concealed any trace of rejection on his

Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the depth of his love

discreetly wiped away

reunion dinner, an air of silence enveloped them

by side but a palpable

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

surrender to vulnerability,

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

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

case more

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

to Korbyn’s wishes,

faint smile

and ascended the stairs with

profound

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

she chose to remain downstairs with the two children. After soothing

the window, Waylen stood, cigarette

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

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

the door

steps, she gently wrapped her

be apart from you. Isn’t it normal for me to yearn to be

held an enigmatic

he leaned in, his gaze fixed on the woman embraced in his

a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired, “Is your craving for me that

women could engage in

man who would never

remember any of it, he found himself with a wife – a young and beautiful woman carrying

mere thought of it

he harbored no emotional connection with her, his body seemed to have its own

was lying beneath him at the edge of

held her waist and caressed

baby, so despite her desire to be close

their efforts

taunted, “Don’t you love me very much? Why don’t you want me to touch

up in Rena’s

“I’m pregnant. I don’t want to

her bulging belly,

child, he would never be

believed that true

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

faint sound emanated from the thick

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

a

slightly awkward as she weakly replied,

her appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate

Rena quickly straightened their

whose face

never expected that a little child

onto the bed, holding something in her

stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s

Waylen was left speechless.