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

later, he returned late at

asleep during that time, so he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his

of the night, Waylen drifted off

awake. No matter how obtuse she might be, she could guess

moving back didn’t signify the return of her loving

to fulfill his physiological needs

on her side, her hand reaching out from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk you are! Yet I can do

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

treated Alexis well, and the feeling

she supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They had a married life as it should be, but there was

Waylen was content.

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

perfectly satisfy him in

he had nothing to

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

Rena felt powerless to change

passed, even the people around them believed they were

years of Waylen’s memory seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena would

loneliness consumed

done her best to be considerate and gentle,

earn his love. He treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to a legitimate heir for him and the

she reached eight months of pregnancy,

His social engagements increased.

no

during the first snowfall, she gave birth to Marcus, the eldest grandson of the Fowler

weighed about

overjoyed. Despite Cecilia’s reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I

he loved

on the Fowler family’s legacy someday in the future, but Korbyn would

rolled her eyes

care of Rena and cradled the baby in her arms.

over

her, especially with his soft, dark brown

striking resemblance to

exclaimed to his wife, “The Evans family genes

opened the door and

after becoming a father of

sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then, he looked at his son in

him

up his son. The Fowler family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing

feeling

she had two children and Waylen had returned to their family, there seemed to be nothing else she could ask

shake off the overwhelming

She couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue

consumed by his work, and she had to juggle her responsibilities while

Forever and ever…

waiting for him, yearning for the

ward, the atmosphere

were

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

ran into

meeting in Czanch after which he took a special plane to come and see Rena and little

Cecilia outside the door of Rena’s

he saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at her tearful eyes, he asked in a gentle voice, “What’s wrong, Cecilia? Is

Rena and told him, “Go on

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

He pulled her hand away

“None of your business.”

away, her eyes

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

speak her mind, Cecilia felt a little

eating at her more at

in the world understood her, but no

weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone thinks that Rena is happy, but I know

she still loves

wasn’t love, if it

could stand

smoking

worries, but what could

love each other so much that no one who knew them

worried about Rena. From the very beginning, nothing happened

husband should do

now Rena had to pay everything back with her whole life. It

head. He had tears

the children of the Evans family were destined

Mark entered the ward,

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

attempted to

up, please. I don’t want you to feel

her head

fine. It was much easier this time than when

ever feel the need to get away, you can always come to Czanch on vacation. Mon is already too weak

what he meant. She looked at Marcus and said softly, “When we get the chance, I

in response. He was happy

came back with

soon as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him

Alexis the most. With the family she had, Alexis was the most pampered and spoiled little girl

picked up Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take care of

wrapped her arms

with Alexis in his arms and Peter

groaned, “People have been coming and going. I’m a

her, Waylen remembered

guessed that Rena felt

them was willing to speak up about what was

attached to the

gradually feeling that their union was

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.