A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Chapter 891-900
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
presence of Rena, he donned
locked eyes with her. As he was on the brink of delivering a taunt, his phone interrupted the moment with a
the caller was Korbyn, prompting him to answer with
Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated, “Yes, she’s with
nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us back for dinner. ‘m
hand… Go with the child
it all too
purported busyness was merely a pretext; he simply didn’t
Rena readily acquiesced. The two descended the stairs in
he
Rena found them
with it when you are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive. Please refrain from saying such things in her
to the little girl
tender countenance and curly hair, the child exuded undeniable
he nodded,
felt a
vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped
determination, his demeanor had
for a prolonged
compelled to approach and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car
hands on her waist, Rena mustered a forced smile. “You might be right; my back does feel a tad
chauffeured her back to
herself within the study,
Rena reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording on
evening, she collected Alexis and headed to
rushed over and greeted
caressed the little
faint blush adorned
made a playful expression, thinking he
and Juliette joined
in desserts, while Korbyn inquired of
question, Rena’s reply was
embarrassment and anger, she chose not to divulge
privy to the events, thanks
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
Rena maintained her silence.
nature, understanding her reluctance to be
stirred within Korbyn’s
returned. The Fowler
of the sports car halted, Waylen emerged. Unable to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping her arms around his long
Waylen’s body tensed slightly…
to interacting with children in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he felt a hint of tenderness
the bond of
son cradling his granddaughter, Korbyn concealed any trace of rejection
couldn’t possibly fathom the depth of
discreetly wiped
dinner, an air
sat side by side but a palpable sense
Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.
couldn’t surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen had forgotten
yearned to bring them together, believing that through physical intimacy,
dabbed his lips and expressed, “Dad, I have a case
surfaced. “Is your case
“Instruct the servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and Rena should
to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly
faint smile adorned
a cigarette and ascended the stairs with
profound sadness settle
proceed with that approach for
Rena nodded in agreement.
downstairs with the two children. After soothing Alexis to sleep, she made her way to
Waylen stood, cigarette
him from the doorway, Rena fixated her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of smoke swiftly vanishing into
extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually, “Have you learned to
the door
her arms around his waist under
I don’t wish to be apart from
held an
leaned in, his gaze fixed on the woman
The sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him, and he huskily inquired, “Is your craving for me
heard that women could engage in intimacy
who would never
women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any of it, he found
of it
harbored no emotional connection with her, his body seemed to have its own
him at 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 and
their efforts were
her ear, Waylen taunted, “Don’t you love me very much? Why don’t you want me to
up in Rena’s
and responded, “I’m pregnant. I don’t want to
touched her bulging
the presence of his child, he
that true
his desire waned and he was about to turn
emanated from the thick bedroom
little head peeked in. In a voice reminiscent of
felt a
posture was slightly awkward as she weakly replied, “I’m
appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate
quickly straightened
Waylen, whose
expected that a little child would
onto the bed, holding something in
toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest. “Grandpa said that dad was seriously
Waylen was left speechless.
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