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 trip, taking his luggage

later, he returned late

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

middle of the night, Waylen drifted off

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

signify the return of

was merely to fulfill his physiological

hand reaching out from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face.

on, but he always had an abundance of work to

Alexis well, and the

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

Waylen was content.

power, a beautiful wife, and adorable children. He had them all at

could perfectly satisfy him in

he had nothing to complain

but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without his affection, he wasn’t the person he used to

mundane, but Rena felt powerless to

around them believed

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

loneliness consumed her

be considerate and gentle, setting

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

reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped

His social engagements increased.

had no right to

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

he loved Alexis

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

rolled her

the baby in

fatigue, Rena leaned over and observed the

look like her, especially with his

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

to his wife, “The Evans family genes are

opened the door

a father of two children, he remained

over and kissed Rena, his affectionate gesture sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then,

him

his son. The Fowler family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how adorable he

her face away, feeling a surge of sentimentality

their family, there seemed

couldn’t shake off the

deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would

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

Forever and ever…

him, yearning for

VIP ward, the atmosphere was very

were

she excused herself and blurted out that she wanted

ran into Mark

after which he took a special plane to come and see

the

her in a long time. He was always busy with his work, so when 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 there something wrong

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

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

empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re

“None of your business.”

turned away, her eyes

beamed and shook 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

Mark speak her mind, Cecilia

sadness was eating at her more

in the world understood her, but no one

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

she still

wasn’t love, if it wasn’t

could stand her

kept smoking

but

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

From the very beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was

a husband should do to protect

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

raised his head. He

seemed that the children of the Evans family were destined

Mark entered the ward, Waylen

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

attempted to

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

her. He touched her head and asked

fine. It was much easier this time than when I

the need to get away, you can always come to Czanch

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

He was happy to hear such an

came back

saw Mark,

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

said to Peter, “It’s time we learned

wrapped her arms around Mark’s

with Alexis in his arms and Peter following

Rena gently pulled the quilt to her chest and groaned,

her, Waylen remembered what Mark just

Rena felt

been together for months, but neither of them was willing to speak up about what was deep

was definitely attached to

was gradually feeling that their union was more good

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.