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.

swiftly left for his business trip, taking his

he returned late

he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed, and took a shower.

night, Waylen drifted off

however, lay awake. No matter how obtuse she might be, she

signify the return of

to fulfill his physiological needs within the bounds of

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

engagements later on, but he always had an abundance of work to occupy

well, and the feeling was

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 should be, but there

Waylen was content.

beautiful wife, and adorable children. He had

perfectly satisfy him

had nothing

Waylen before, but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without his affection, he wasn’t

became mundane, but Rena felt

even the people around

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

loneliness consumed her

best to be considerate and gentle, setting an example of a good

way into Waylen’s heart or earn his love. He treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her

months of

His social engagements increased.

no right

she gave birth

weighed about

Despite Cecilia’s reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference for

he loved

Fowler family’s legacy someday in the future, but

her eyes

took good care of Rena and cradled the baby in her arms.

her fatigue, Rena leaned over and observed the

her, especially with his soft, dark

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

exclaimed to his wife, “The Evans family genes are truly

Waylen opened the door and

becoming a father of two children, he remained

gesture sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then, he looked at his son in the cot and said softly,

gazed at him

surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him,

turned her face away, feeling a surge of sentimentality within

Waylen had returned to their family, there seemed to be nothing

couldn’t shake off the overwhelming

She couldn’t help

to juggle her responsibilities while taking care

Forever and ever…

him, yearning for the return of the man who once cherished

the

were wet

excused herself and blurted out that she wanted to go out and get

she ran into Mark

he took a special plane to come and see

saw Cecilia outside the door

he had missed her very

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

Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took the

them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re a grown-up. Why

“None of your business.”

turned away,

took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a long drag,

her mind, Cecilia

was eating at her

the world understood her, but no one understood

him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone

still loves

love, if

could stand her husband’s cold

smoking

Cecilia’s worries, but what

much that no one who knew them could

From the very beginning, nothing happened

did what a husband should do to protect

had to pay everything back with her whole life. It

his head. He had tears in his

himself, and Rena. It seemed that the children of the Evans family were destined to

the ward, Waylen

there was only Peter in the room. When he saw his boss come in, Peter

to sit

“Oh, don’t get up, please. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable. You must be in

her. He touched her head and asked about

“I’m fine. It was much easier this time

to get away, you can always come to Czanch

softly, “When we

happy to hear such an

came

Mark, she pestered

the family she had, Alexis was the most pampered and

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

happily wrapped her arms

Alexis in his arms and Peter

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

her, Waylen remembered

Rena felt wronged

them was willing to

definitely attached

union

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.