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. ©

a set of garments

donned the outfit, eliciting her quiet, attentive

locked eyes with her. As he was on the brink of delivering a taunt, his phone interrupted the

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

to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated, “Yes, she’s with me Okay… I’ll bring her back for

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

hand… Go

it all

pretext; he

his decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The two descended

driver to take Rena home, while he

them separated by the

are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite

to the little girl in the

countenance and curly hair,

gesture, he nodded, “Don’t

a sense

she watched the black sports car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions

with determination, his demeanor had thrown her

she stood for a

do board the car first. Considering your pregnancy, prolonged standing

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

back to

within the study, drawing all

recording on the voice recorder left

collected Alexis and headed

rushed over and greeted Rena with warmth,

tenderly caressed

blush adorned

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

Juliette joined

children away to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of

to the question, Rena’s reply was

and anger,

been privy to the

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

Rena maintained her silence.

her reluctance to be

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

returned. The Fowler

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

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he felt a hint of tenderness in

this be the bond

of rejection on his face,

surmised that Waylen couldn’t possibly

discreetly wiped away her

reunion dinner, an air

sat side by side but a palpable sense of distance separated

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

couldn’t surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen

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

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

case more important than

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

loyal to

smile adorned Waylen’s

the stairs with a

felt a profound sadness settle

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

Waylen stood,

perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of smoke

He then extinguished the cigarette

the door

gently wrapped her arms around his waist under his unwavering

Waylen, we are a couple. I don’t wish to be apart from you. Isn’t it normal for me to yearn to be close

eyes held

in, his gaze fixed on the woman embraced

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

women could engage in intimacy after the first three

would never willingly subject

though he couldn’t remember any of it, he found himself

of it

emotional connection with her,

beneath him

held her waist and

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

efforts were

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

welled up

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

her bulging belly, where

knew that if it weren’t for the presence of his child, he would never be

that true intimacy required

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

faint sound emanated from the thick

In a voice reminiscent of a kitten’s,

a surge

slightly awkward as she weakly replied, “I’m

she was fortunate that the room was dimly

and Rena quickly

Waylen, whose face

never expected that a little child would

onto the bed,

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

Waylen was left speechless.