A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Waylen gently touched that part and said in a low, hoarse voice, “You’ve cried and moaned like this under my body. Do you still deny that you want it? Huh?”

Rena was left speechless.

Drops of scorching sweat dripped down, causing her body to tremble. She couldn’t help but hold onto his shoulders and back.

“Waylen, you bastard!”

“Let me go!”

“Waylen, do you know… I misses you so much…”

After the intense lovemaking, Rena soaked in the bathtub for a long time. She finally got up and put on a bathrobe when her body was covered with a pinkish hue. She slightly closed the bathrobe and walked back to the master bedroom.

In the master bedroom, Waylen stood by the window, a faint smell of tobacco lingering in the air.

He was still wearing his clothes from earlier.

The memory of their recent encounter filled Rena with shame. She felt filthy while he remained neatly dressed, having only taken off his shirt and belt.

At this thought an unbearable sense of shame possessed her.

Their intimacy lacked any genuine connection.

It was simply his emotional release.

Rena silently stared at him for a long moment before heading to the dressing table to do her skincare routine. Despite everything that had happened in the past few years, she never neglected this regimen, and her skin remained dewy and tender.

The night air was as cold as water, causing Rena to sneeze.

Waylen promptly put out his cigarette and closed the window.

His gaze lingered on Rena.

As she tended to her skin, she gently opened her bathrobe and applied skincare products to her body.

From behind, she appeared slim. It was difficult to tell that she was pregnant from her thin legs. The lovemaking they had just shared left her body with a pinkish hue, making her look even more enticing.

Waylen, too, had enjoyed the experience with her body, but he had restrained himself due to her pregnancy, limiting their intimacy to just twice.

In his memory, this was his first time having sex, and he had found it quite pleasurable.

Rena’s attractiveness and allure, especially when she cried and resisted, were undeniable.]

No man could resist her temptations.

In Waylen’s view, their marriage should still be of good quality.

After all, men were emotional beings, and sometimes, physical intimacy was just as important as pure love.

He knew he couldn’t lead an ascetic life. Having tasted her once, he naturally desired more.

However, he was also aware that he needed to make an effort to gain a woman’s willingness to engage in sex.

For instance, if he didn’t come home, she wouldn’t treat him kindly.

Waylen leaned against the wall and said in a low voice, “Hector Jones, I remember he’s my employee.”

Rena’s hands paused as she processed his words.

After a moment, she smiled faintly, “Yes, are you planning to transfer him away?”

With a sense of pride, Waylen snorted. He could certainly transfer Hector elsewhere, but it would appear that he cared too much about Rena. So he simply said, “If you’re comfortable with him around, I won’t interfere.”

She continued her skincare routine, and the bedroom filled with a tranquil atmosphere.

After a long pause, he suddenly declared, “I’ll move back tomorrow.”

Rena put down the bottles, gently folded her bathrobe, and turned to look at him.

Waylen didn’t offer an explanation.

The next day, he indeed moved in with a suitcase containing only two sets of daily wear.

In the evening, as soon as he returned, he went straight to the study.

Rena opened the suitcase and examined his meager belongings with a bitter smile.

His moving back was just a pretense. The truth was that he wanted a free, long-term sexual partner. Perhaps he enjoyed their last encounter, so he voluntarily returned for her body…

However, since the man took the initiative to come home, she had no reason to drive him out.

Rena hung up the suits and descended the stairs slowly.

The servants were preparing dishes. When they saw Rena coming downstairs, they expressed their happiness by announcing, “Mr. Fowler is back home. We bought some additional dishes with our own money. Please don’t mind, madam.”

Rena glanced at the dishes, noticing a few more expensive ones on the table, the ingredients alone worth a fortune.

She smiled and thanked the servants, planning to make it up to them later. After all, they worked hard and received fixed salaries each month.

Rena asked one of the servants to go upstairs and invite Waylen for dinner.

The servant hurriedly went upstairs but returned with an uneasy expression. “Mrs. Fowler, Mr. Fowler said he has a flight at ten o’clock in the evening and doesn’t have time for dinner.”

A business trip awaited Waylen.

It turned out that the suitcase was for business purposes!

Rena lowered her eyes and smiled. “Well, you should sit down and eat with me then.”

She proceeded upstairs later. Like all virtuous wives, she put the suits back into his suitcase. Finally, she reached the door of the study and knocked. “Waylen, are you going on a business trip?”

Waylen finished sending the last email for work.

He replied, “Yes, for about three days!”

With his briefcase in hand, he glanced at Rena’s belly and asked, “Can you manage it on your own?”

Rena responded with a faint smile, “Yeah.”

Waylen nodded.

phone call and swiftly left for his business trip, taking his luggage with

later, he returned late

he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed, and took a shower. Then, he woke her up with intense

the middle of the night,

Rena, however, lay awake. No matter how obtuse she might be, she could guess what he was

didn’t signify the return of her

to fulfill his physiological needs within the bounds

quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What

social engagements later on, but he always

and

in private, he was indifferent toward Rena, except when it came to sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They had a married life as it

Waylen was content.

ultimate goals were power, a beautiful wife, and adorable children. He had them

wife could perfectly satisfy him in

he had nothing to complain

he was back with just his physical presence. Without his affection, he

mundane, but Rena felt

passed, even the people around them believed

Waylen’s memory seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena would experience loneliness

loneliness consumed

to be considerate and gentle, setting an example of

wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to

eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching her.

His social engagements increased.

no right

birth to Marcus, the eldest grandson of the

about eight

overjoyed. Despite Cecilia’s reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I value all my grandchildren equally!”

truth, he loved Alexis

it was Marcus who would carry on the Fowler family’s legacy someday in the future, but Korbyn would

her eyes

the baby in her arms. “Look, Rena, he

fatigue, Rena leaned over and observed the

especially with

and eyes bore a striking resemblance to hers, and even the bridge

his wife, “The

opened the

of two children, he remained flawlessly

warm shiver down her spine. Then,

him with a

tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how adorable he was, and sharing tips on caring

face away, feeling a

children and Waylen had returned to their family, there seemed to

she couldn’t shake off

help but wonder if they would continue living together in respectful harmony like

work, and she had to juggle her responsibilities while taking care of two

Forever and ever…

he know that she was still secretly waiting for him, yearning for the return of

the VIP ward, the atmosphere was very

eyes were

out that she

ran

which he took a special

outside the door

saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her very

got for Rena and told him, “Go on ahead. I’ll be there to see Rena and the baby in

knew that it wasn’t easy for Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took the gift,

hand, led her to an empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from

“None of your business.”

turned away, her

his head. Then, he took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a long drag, blew out a cloud of smoke, and

speak her mind, Cecilia

was eating at

the world understood her, but no one understood

Mark. She even cried in front of him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone thinks that Rena is happy, but I know that she isn’t. Waylen is back, but he

still loves

it wasn’t love,

stand her

smoking

Cecilia’s worries, but

to love each other so much that no one who knew them could bear to tell

about Rena. From the very beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was

a husband should do to

with her whole life. It wasn’t fair

raised his head. He had tears

It seemed that the children of the Evans

ward, Waylen walked his

room. When he saw his boss come in, Peter said with a smile, “There you are,

to

get up, please. I don’t

He touched her head and

easier this time than when

away, you can always

meant. She looked at Marcus and said softly, “When we get the

was happy to hear such

came back with

Mark, she

the family she had, Alexis was the

Waylen and Rena to speak in private. He picked up Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time we

wrapped her

left the ward with Alexis

fell silent. Rena gently pulled the quilt to her chest and groaned, “People have been coming and going. I’m a

Waylen remembered what Mark just

guessed that Rena felt wronged

neither of them was willing to

attached to

union was

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.