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. ©

Waylen retrieved a set of

the presence of Rena, he donned the

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

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

the line, Korbyn spoke, and Waylen’s focus returned to Rena’s countenance. With assurance, he stated, “Yes, she’s with me Okay… I’ll bring her back

wants us

on the other hand… Go

it all too

pretext; he simply didn’t wish to

The two descended the stairs in hushed

he approached a sleek black

Rena found them

a composed tone, she addressed him, “Waylen, I can deal with it when you are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive.

the

and curly hair, the

he nodded, “Don’t

a

black sports car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped

his demeanor had

stood for a

board the car first. Considering your pregnancy, prolonged standing isn’t good

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

back to the

arrival, she secluded herself within the study, drawing

the recording on the

collected Alexis and headed to the

eagerly rushed over and greeted Rena with warmth,

Rena tenderly caressed

faint blush adorned his

made a playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed

Juliette joined

to indulge in desserts, while Korbyn inquired

the question, Rena’s reply was a

elders from embarrassment and

Korbyn had been privy to the

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,

Rena maintained her silence.

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

Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart,

returned. The Fowler family was preparing

sports car halted, Waylen emerged. Unable to resist her excitement, Alexis rushed over, wrapping

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 his

the bond

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

Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the depth of his

wiped

an

Rena sat side by side but a

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

couldn’t surrender to vulnerability,

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

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

“Is your case more important than

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

ever loyal to Korbyn’s wishes,

smile adorned Waylen’s

lit a cigarette and ascended the

felt a profound sadness settle

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

two children. After soothing Alexis to sleep, she made her way to the room once inhabited by

the window, Waylen stood, cigarette in

upon his perfect profile. As he smoked,

turned his head to meet her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually, “Have you learned to tell

the

him with measured steps, she gently wrapped her arms around his waist under his

don’t wish to be apart from you. Isn’t

eyes held

he leaned in, his gaze fixed on the woman

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

had heard that women could engage in intimacy after the first three

who would never willingly subject himself to

However, even though he couldn’t remember any of it, he found himself with a wife – a young and beautiful woman carrying his

mere thought of it was

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

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

held her waist

so despite her desire to be close to him,

efforts were

me very much? Why don’t you want me to touch you? Look at yourself. You weren’t turned on

welled up in Rena’s

awkwardly and responded, “I’m pregnant. I

her bulging

it weren’t for the presence of his child, he would never be aroused by

true intimacy required mutual

he was about to turn over and head to

emanated from the thick bedroom

little head peeked in. In a voice

felt a

slightly awkward as she weakly

was fortunate

and Rena quickly straightened their

whose

a

onto the bed, holding something

her father’s embrace, and then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest. “Grandpa said

Waylen was left speechless.