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. ©

words, Waylen retrieved a set

Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting her quiet, attentive

he was on the brink of delivering a taunt, his phone interrupted the moment with

was Korbyn, prompting him to answer with a casual,

of 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 for dinner

up, he nonchalantly mentioned, “Dad wants us back for dinner. ‘m

the other hand… Go

it all too

merely a pretext; he simply didn’t wish to

readily acquiesced. The two descended the stairs

while he approached a sleek black McLaren, preparing

found them separated

when you are distant with me, but… Alexis is quite sensitive. Please refrain from

wandered to the little girl

with her tender countenance and curly hair,

he nodded, “Don’t

a sense

vanish, conflicting

with determination, his demeanor had thrown her into

she stood for a prolonged

do board the car first. Considering your pregnancy, prolonged standing

mustered a forced smile. “You might

chauffeured her back to the

herself within the study, drawing all

dimly lit confines of the study, Rena reclined on the sofa, intently listening to the recording on the voice recorder

the evening, she collected Alexis and

rushed over and greeted

caressed the little

blush adorned his

playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed

and Juliette

desserts, while Korbyn inquired of Rena, “Have you seen

to the question, Rena’s reply was

from embarrassment and anger,

privy to the events, thanks

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

Rena maintained her silence.

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

stirred within Korbyn’s fatherly heart, leaving him

the evening, Waylen returned. The

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

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

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

the

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

that Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the

wiped away

the family reunion dinner, an air of silence

sat side by side but a palpable

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

vulnerability,

to bring them together, believing that through physical intimacy,

his lips and expressed, “Dad, I have a case

displeasure surfaced. “Is your case more

room. He and Rena should have a meaningful conversation tonight and Alexis

to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly

smile adorned

and ascended the stairs

profound

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

window, Waylen

his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps

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

closed the door

with measured steps, she gently wrapped her arms

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

held an enigmatic

fixed on the woman embraced in his

sensation aroused a flicker of desire within him,

that women could engage in intimacy after

man who would never willingly subject himself

had always kept his distance from women. However, even though he couldn’t remember any of it, he found himself with

mere thought of it

her, his body seemed to have its

now, she was lying beneath him at the edge of

her waist

to be close to him,

their efforts

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

up in

gaze awkwardly and responded, “I’m

her bulging belly, where his child

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

that true intimacy

his desire waned and he was about to turn

emanated from the

peeked in. In a voice reminiscent of a kitten’s, she called

felt a surge

slightly awkward as she weakly replied,

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

and Rena quickly

whose face

a

onto the bed, holding something

then pulled out a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s chest. “Grandpa said that

Waylen was left speechless.