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 with

later, he returned late at

bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed, and took a shower. Then, he woke her up with

the night, Waylen drifted off

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

signify the return of

merely to fulfill his physiological needs within

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!

seldom attended social engagements later on, but he always

well, and the feeling was

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

Waylen was content.

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

his wife could perfectly

he had nothing to complain

now he

became mundane, but Rena felt powerless to

the people around them believed they

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

loneliness consumed her

to be considerate and gentle,

wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to a legitimate heir for him and

eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching

His social engagements increased.

no right

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

weighed about

acknowledge any preference for

loved

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

her

of Rena and cradled the baby

over and observed the

like her, especially with his soft, dark

a striking resemblance to

his wife, “The Evans family

opened the door and

a father of two children,

shiver down her spine. Then, he looked at his son in the cot and said softly,

him with

and tickling him, discussing whom he

turned her face away, feeling a surge of sentimentality within

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

the commotion, she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming

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

his work, and she had to juggle her responsibilities while taking care

Forever and ever…

yearning

ward, the

eyes were

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

ran into Mark

after which he took a

Cecilia outside the door of Rena’s

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

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

easy for Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took the gift,

the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re a grown-up.

“None of your business.”

turned away, her

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

speak her mind, Cecilia felt a

at her more at the

someone in the world understood her,

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 is happy, but

she still loves

love,

woman could stand her

kept smoking

worries, but what could

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

the very beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was

what a husband should do to

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

his head. He had tears

himself, and Rena. It seemed that the

Mark entered the ward,

for Rena, there was only Peter in the room. When he saw his boss come in, Peter said with a smile, “There you are, Mr.

to

get up, please. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable. You must be in

her head and asked about her

this time than

ever feel the need to get away, you can always come

understood what he meant. She looked at Marcus and said softly, “When we

grinned in response. He was happy to hear

Waylen came back with

saw Mark,

had, Alexis

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

happily wrapped her arms

Alexis

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

at her, Waylen remembered what Mark just

felt wronged in

them was willing to

was definitely attached to

Waylen was gradually feeling that their union was

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.