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.

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

he

asleep during that time, so he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed, and took a shower. Then, he

middle of the night, Waylen drifted

lay awake. No matter how obtuse she

moving back didn’t signify the return of

physiological needs within the

her hand reaching out from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips,

later on, but he

Alexis well, and

supposed it wasn’t all that

Waylen was content.

the ultimate goals were power, a beautiful

perfectly satisfy him in

had nothing

world from Waylen before, but now he was back

Rena felt

people around them believed

seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena would experience loneliness after

consumed her

best to be considerate and gentle, setting an

man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to

months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching her.

His social engagements increased.

had no right

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

about

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

he loved

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

rolled her

cradled the baby in her arms. “Look, Rena,

Rena leaned over

her, especially with his soft, dark

resemblance to hers, and even the

“The Evans family genes are truly

the door and

father of two children,

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

gazed at him

and tickling him, discussing whom he

face away, feeling a surge

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

commotion, she couldn’t shake off

once loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue living together in respectful harmony like roommates in

to

Forever and ever…

secretly waiting for him, yearning for the return of

the atmosphere was very

were wet

excused herself and blurted out that she wanted to go

she ran

in Czanch after which he took a special plane to come and

the door of

with his work, so when he saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at

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

Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took the gift, nodded, and entered

door behind them. He pulled her hand

“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 asked, “You’re crying

mind,

eating at her

world understood her, but

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

still loves

love,

stand her husband’s

smoking in

Cecilia’s worries, but

had so much history. They used to love each other so much that

From the very beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was

husband should do to protect his wife and

with her whole life. It wasn’t fair at

his head. He had tears in his

that the children of the

Mark entered the ward,

he saw his boss come in, Peter said with a smile, “There you

to

get up, please. I don’t want you

touched her head

“I’m fine. It was much easier this time than when I gave birth

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, but she’s always talking about wanting to see you and your two

at Marcus and said softly, “When we get the chance, I will visit Grandma with

response. He was happy to hear such an answer from

Waylen came

Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him

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

and said to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take care of a child. Let’s

her

Mark left the ward with Alexis in his arms and

again, the room fell silent. Rena gently pulled the quilt to her chest and groaned, “People have

Waylen remembered what Mark just

that Rena felt wronged in

for months, but neither of them was

attached to the

gradually feeling that their union was

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.