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.

left for his business trip, taking his luggage

days later, he returned

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

the middle of the night, Waylen drifted

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

back didn’t signify the return of her

physiological needs

gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk you are! Yet I can do

he always had an abundance of

well, and the feeling was

it wasn’t all that bad.

Waylen was content.

a beautiful wife, and adorable children. He had

his wife could perfectly satisfy

he had nothing to complain

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

became mundane, but Rena felt

even the people around them believed

to everyone else. Only Rena would experience loneliness after every night they

loneliness consumed her

done her best to be considerate and gentle, setting

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

she reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching

His social engagements increased.

no

early winter, during the first snowfall, she gave birth to Marcus, the

weighed about eight

preference for his grandkids. “I value all

loved

of the family, it was Marcus who would carry on the Fowler family’s legacy someday

her eyes

good care of Rena and cradled the baby in her arms. “Look, Rena,

her fatigue, Rena leaned over and

like her, especially with his soft, dark brown

to

exclaimed to his wife, “The Evans family

opened the door

becoming a father of two children, he remained flawlessly

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

at him with a

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

turned her face away, feeling a surge of sentimentality within

to their family, there seemed to be nothing else she

couldn’t shake off the overwhelming

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

had to juggle her responsibilities while taking care

Forever and ever…

was still secretly waiting for him, yearning

ward, the atmosphere was

eyes were

out that she wanted to go out and get

ran into Mark

he took a special

saw Cecilia outside the

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

Peter the gift he got for Rena and told him, “Go on ahead. I’ll be

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

He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re

“None of your business.”

away, her

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

her mind, Cecilia felt a little

sadness was eating at

understood her, but

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

she still loves

it wasn’t love, if it wasn’t

could stand her

smoking in

understood Cecilia’s worries, but

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

beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was

what a husband should do to protect his wife and

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

his head. He had tears in

It seemed that the children of the

Mark entered the ward, Waylen walked his

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

to

get up, please. I don’t want you to

touched her head

fine. It was much easier this time than when I gave birth to

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

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

He was happy

then, Waylen came back

soon as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered

had, Alexis was the most pampered and spoiled

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

happily wrapped her arms around

left the ward with Alexis in

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

Waylen remembered what Mark

that Rena felt wronged

been together for months, but neither of them was willing

was definitely attached to the

was gradually feeling that their union was more

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.