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. ©

those words, Waylen retrieved a set of garments from the

Rena, he donned the outfit, eliciting her quiet,

exchanged his attire and locked eyes with her. As he was on the brink

noticed the caller was Korbyn, prompting

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

wants us back for dinner. ‘m a

the other hand… Go with the

it all

was merely a pretext; he

readily acquiesced. The two descended the stairs in

driver to take Rena home, while he approached a sleek black McLaren, preparing to

them separated by

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

the little girl in the

Rena with her tender countenance and curly hair, the child

acold gesture, he nodded, “Don’t

a sense

sports car slowly vanish, conflicting emotions enveloped her—

brimming with determination, his demeanor had thrown her

for

whisper, “Mrs. Fowler, do board the

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

her back to

secluded herself within the study,

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

she collected Alexis and

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

down, Rena tenderly caressed

faint blush adorned his

made a playful expression, thinking he should feel embarrassed by such

Juliette joined

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

question, Rena’s reply was a

the elders from embarrassment and anger,

to the events, thanks

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

Rena maintained her silence.

tender-hearted nature, understanding her reluctance to be harsh

both Rena and Waylen stirred within

seven o’clock in the evening, Waylen returned. The Fowler family was preparing to

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 against it.

Waylen’s body tensed slightly…

in his memory. Yet, carrying Alexis,

the

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

Waylen couldn’t possibly fathom the depth of his love for

wiped

an air of silence enveloped them

side by side but a palpable

Waylen couldn’t recollect Rena.

Rena couldn’t surrender to vulnerability, knowing Waylen

believing that through physical

have a case to handle. I must return to

case more important

a knowing glance with Juliette, Korbyn whispered, “Instruct the servants to tidy up Waylen’s room. He and

to Korbyn’s wishes, promptly

smile adorned

lit a cigarette and ascended the stairs with a

a profound sadness settle

proceed with that approach for now. Just endure it

Rena nodded in agreement.

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

Waylen

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

her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually, “Have you learned to tell on me

the

she gently wrapped her arms around his waist under his unwavering

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

eyes held an enigmatic

fixed on the woman embraced

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

that women could engage in intimacy

a man who would never willingly

he couldn’t remember any of it, he

of it was

no emotional connection with her, his body seemed to

him at the edge of the

waist

desire to be close to him, she struggled to overcome her inhibitions

efforts

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

welled up

awkwardly and responded, “I’m pregnant.

bulging

presence of his child, he

true

waned and he was about to turn over

faint sound emanated from

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

felt a

as she weakly replied,

her appearance was disheveled, she was fortunate that

quickly straightened their

whose face

a little child would

bed, holding something in her

a toy stethoscope and placed it on Waylen’s

Waylen was left speechless.