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… | love you very much.”
Waylen stopped her hand from caressing his face.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn 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.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWaylen 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, | 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.