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.

a phone call and swiftly left for his business

later, he returned late

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

middle of the night, Waylen drifted off

she might be, she could guess what

back didn’t signify the return

to fulfill his physiological needs within the

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

later on, but he always had

Alexis well, and the feeling was

private, he was indifferent toward Rena, except when it came to sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all

Waylen was content.

were power, a beautiful

perfectly

had nothing to

from Waylen before, but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without

Rena felt powerless

even the people around

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

consumed her

best to be considerate and gentle, setting an

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

reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching

His social engagements increased.

no right to

snowfall, she gave birth to

weighed about

to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I value all my grandchildren equally!” he

loved

of the family, it was Marcus who would carry on the Fowler family’s legacy someday in the future, but Korbyn would never admit to

her eyes

Rena and cradled the baby

leaned over and observed the child

especially with his soft, dark

a striking resemblance to hers, and even the bridge of

his wife, “The Evans

opened the door

becoming a father of two children, he remained

sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then,

him with a

child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how adorable

feeling a surge of

and Waylen had returned to their family,

commotion, she couldn’t shake off

for the Waylen who had once loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder

she had to juggle her responsibilities while taking care of two

Forever and ever…

did he know that she was still secretly waiting for him, yearning for the return of the man who once cherished her so

the atmosphere was very

eyes were wet

that. Feeling heartbroken, she excused herself and blurted out that she wanted to go out

ran

after which he took a special plane to come and see Rena and

Cecilia outside the door of Rena’s

saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at her tearful eyes, he

told him, “Go on ahead. I’ll be there to

Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took

her to an empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re a grown-up. Why do you

“None of your business.”

away,

and lit it. He took a long drag, blew out a cloud of smoke, and

speak her mind, Cecilia felt a little

was eating at her more at

the world understood her,

Cecilia had spoken nicely to Mark. She even cried in front of him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone thinks that Rena

she still

it wasn’t love,

could stand her husband’s

smoking

but what could they

each other so much that no one who

the very beginning, nothing happened

husband should do to protect his wife

pay everything back with her whole life. It wasn’t fair at

He had

sister, Reina, himself, and Rena. It seemed that the children of the

the ward, Waylen

the room. When he saw his boss come in, Peter said with a

to

“Oh, don’t get up, please. I don’t want you to

touched her head and

this time than when I gave birth

Marcus for a while and then said casually, “If you ever feel the need to get away, you can always come to Czanch on vacation. Mon is already too weak for air travel,

said softly, “When we get the chance, I

happy to hear such

Waylen came

as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him to carry

the most. With the family she had, Alexis

in private. He picked up Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take care of a child. Let’s take Lexi out

happily wrapped her

Mark left the ward with Alexis in his arms and

the quilt to her chest and groaned,

at her, Waylen remembered what Mark

that Rena felt wronged in this

of them was willing to

attached to the

was gradually feeling that their union was more good than

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.