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

Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting her quiet,

eyes with her. As he was on the brink of delivering a

caller was Korbyn, prompting him to answer

the line, Korbyn spoke, and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated,

wants us

other hand… Go

comprehended it all

purported busyness was merely a pretext; he simply didn’t wish

decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The two descended the

instructed the driver to take Rena home, while he

Rena found them

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 her

the little girl in the

and curly

he nodded,

felt a sense of

sports car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped her— happiness and sorrow

with determination, his demeanor had thrown her into

she stood for

whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first. Considering your pregnancy, prolonged standing isn’t

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

chauffeured her back

arrival, she secluded herself within the study,

reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice recorder left behind by Waylen.

collected Alexis and headed to the

over and greeted Rena with warmth, “Auntie

tenderly caressed the little boy’s

faint blush

made a playful expression, thinking he should feel

and Juliette

the two children away to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of Rena, “Have you

to the question, Rena’s

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

to the events, thanks to his

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 back together,

Rena maintained her silence.

her reluctance to

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

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

the bond of

concealed any trace of rejection on his face, though a touch

couldn’t possibly fathom the depth of his

discreetly wiped away

an air of

sat side by side but a palpable sense of distance

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability, knowing Waylen had

yearned to bring them together, believing that through physical

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

case more important than

tidy up Waylen’s room. He and Rena should have

to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly

smile

a cigarette and ascended the stairs

a profound

“Let’s proceed with that

Rena nodded in agreement.

After soothing

window, Waylen stood,

gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled

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

the door

wrapped her

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

eyes held

his gaze fixed on the woman

appeared pliant and submissive, as though she belonged entirely to him. The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired, “Is your craving for me that

that women could engage in intimacy

was a man who would

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

of it

with her, his

now, she was lying beneath him at the edge of the

waist and caressed

that Waylen might accidentally harm the baby, so despite her desire to be close to him, she struggled to overcome her inhibitions

efforts were in

Why don’t you want me to touch

up

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

tenderly touched her bulging belly, where

presence of his child, he would never be aroused

believed that true intimacy

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

emanated from the thick bedroom

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

felt a surge of

posture was slightly awkward as she

appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate that the room was dimly

and Rena quickly straightened their

Waylen, whose

a little child would

the bed, holding something in

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

Waylen was left speechless.