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

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

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

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

and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated, “Yes, she’s with me Okay…

“Dad wants us back for dinner. ‘m a

the other hand…

comprehended it all too

a pretext; he simply didn’t wish to fetch

acquiesced. The two descended the stairs

he approached a sleek black McLaren, preparing

them separated by the

with it when you are distant with me, but…

wandered to the little girl in the

her tender countenance and curly hair, the child exuded undeniable

gesture, he

felt a sense of

car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped her— happiness and

brimming with determination, his demeanor had thrown her into

she stood for

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

a forced smile. “You might be right;

her back to the

herself within the study,

listening to the recording on the voice recorder left behind

collected Alexis and headed

over and greeted Rena

down, Rena tenderly caressed the

faint blush

a playful expression, thinking he should

and Juliette joined

away to indulge in desserts, while

to the question, Rena’s

and anger, she chose not to divulge certain

had been privy to the events, thanks

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

Rena maintained her silence.

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

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

evening, Waylen returned. The

resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long leg and nuzzling her

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

interacting with children in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he felt a

this be the bond of

cradling his granddaughter, Korbyn concealed any trace of rejection on his face,

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

discreetly wiped

reunion dinner, an

side but a

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability, knowing Waylen had

that through physical intimacy, familiarity might

“Dad, I have a case to handle. I must return to the law

“Is your case more important than your

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

to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly

faint smile adorned

ascended the stairs with a sense of

a profound sadness settle

of her hand, Korbyn proposed, “Let’s proceed with that approach

Rena nodded in agreement.

than ascending the stairs immediately, she chose to remain downstairs with the two children. After soothing Alexis to sleep, she made her way to the

the window, Waylen stood, cigarette in

As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of smoke swiftly vanishing

He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually, “Have you learned to tell

closed the door

gently wrapped her

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

eyes held

gaze fixed on the woman embraced in

to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired, “Is your craving

women could engage in intimacy after the first

man who would never willingly subject

recollections, 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 and beautiful woman

mere thought of it was

emotional connection with her, his body seemed to have

she was lying beneath him at the edge

her waist and

to be close to him, she struggled

their efforts were in

whisper in her ear, Waylen taunted, “Don’t you love me very much? Why don’t you want me to

up in

and responded, “I’m pregnant. I don’t

bulging belly,

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

that true intimacy required

his desire waned and he was about to

faint sound emanated from the thick

head peeked in. In

a

posture was slightly awkward as she weakly replied, “I’m

disheveled, she was fortunate that the

quickly straightened their

whose

never expected that a

onto the bed,

and then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it on

Waylen was left speechless.