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. ©

uttering those words, Waylen retrieved a set of garments

he donned the outfit,

was on the brink of delivering a taunt, his

the screen, he noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting

countenance. With assurance, he

us back for dinner. ‘m a

other hand… Go with the child

comprehended it

purported busyness was merely a pretext; he

his decision, Rena readily acquiesced. The two descended the stairs

he approached

found them separated by the

addressed him, “Waylen, I can deal with it when you are distant with me,

thoughts wandered to the little girl in the

and

acold gesture, he

a sense of

vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped her—

with determination, his demeanor

for a

plight, compelled to approach and whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the car first. Considering your pregnancy, prolonged standing isn’t

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

back to the

she secluded herself within the study, drawing

sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice

the evening, she collected Alexis and headed to

entering, Edwin eagerly rushed over and greeted Rena with warmth, “Auntie

down, Rena tenderly caressed the little boy’s

blush

a playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed

and Juliette joined

children away to indulge in desserts,

question, Rena’s reply was

elders from embarrassment and anger, she chose not to

been privy to the events, thanks to his network

gaze on Rena with a shrewd gleam, he asked 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?

Rena maintained her silence.

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

Waylen stirred within Korbyn’s

the evening, Waylen returned.

car halted, Waylen 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

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

he had never been accustomed to interacting with children in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis, he

this be the

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

couldn’t possibly fathom the depth of his love

discreetly wiped away her

dinner, an air

sat side by side but a

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen had

believing that through physical intimacy, familiarity might gradually

his lips and expressed, “Dad, I have

surfaced. “Is your case more

the servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and Rena should have a meaningful conversation tonight

to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly

smile adorned

ascended the stairs

felt a profound sadness settle

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

Rena nodded in agreement.

she chose to remain downstairs with the two children. After soothing Alexis to sleep, she made her way to the room once inhabited

window, Waylen stood, cigarette

the doorway, Rena fixated her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled,

presence, Waylen turned his head to meet her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually,

closed the

him with measured steps, she gently wrapped her arms around

apart from you. Isn’t it normal for me to yearn to be close to

held an

in, 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

could engage in intimacy after the first three

was a man who would never willingly subject

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 carrying

thought of it

with her, his body seemed to have its own

she was lying beneath him at the edge

waist and caressed

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

efforts were

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

welled up

responded, “I’m pregnant. I

touched her bulging belly, where

if it weren’t for the presence of his child, he would never be aroused by a pregnant woman in

believed that true intimacy required

he was

a faint sound emanated from the thick bedroom

In a voice reminiscent of a kitten’s,

a surge of

posture was slightly awkward as she

was fortunate that

quickly straightened their

Waylen, whose

a little child would interrupt

bed,

and placed it

Waylen was left speechless.