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.

for his business trip, taking his luggage with

days later, he

tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed, and took a

night, Waylen drifted

however, lay awake. No matter how obtuse she might

moving back didn’t signify the

to fulfill his physiological needs within the bounds

to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What

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

Alexis well, and the

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

Waylen was content.

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

his wife could perfectly satisfy him in

had nothing to

She had experienced the best love in the world from Waylen before, but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without his affection, he wasn’t

became mundane, but Rena felt powerless

passed, even the people around them believed they

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

consumed her

had done her best to be considerate and gentle, setting an example of

couldn’t find her way into Waylen’s heart or earn his love. He treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her

eight months of pregnancy, Waylen

His social engagements increased.

had no right

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

weighed about

refused to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I value all my grandchildren equally!” he

truth, he loved Alexis the

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

rolled her

the baby in her arms. “Look, Rena, he resembles

fatigue, Rena leaned over

like her, especially with his soft, dark

eyes bore a striking resemblance to hers, and even

wife, “The Evans family genes

Waylen opened the door and stepped

a father of two children, he remained

shiver down her spine. Then,

gazed at him with

moved to pick up his son. The Fowler family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled,

turned her face away, feeling a surge of

had two children and Waylen had returned to their family, there seemed to be

she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming sense

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

had to

Forever and ever…

did he know that she was still secretly waiting for him, yearning for the return of the man who once

the VIP ward, the

eyes were

she excused herself and blurted out

ran into Mark

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

outside the door of

when he saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at her tearful

“Go on ahead. I’ll be there to see Rena

to meet, so he

the door behind them. He pulled her hand

“None of your business.”

turned away,

took a long drag, blew out a cloud of

speak her mind, Cecilia

eating at

understood her, but no one

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.

she still loves

it wasn’t love, if it

woman could stand her husband’s cold

kept smoking in

but what could they

had so much history. They used to love each other so much that no

very beginning, nothing

what a husband should do to protect his wife

with her whole life.

his head. He

the

ward, Waylen walked his

room. When he saw his boss come in, Peter

to sit

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

He touched her head

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

you can always come to Czanch on

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

grinned in response. He was happy to hear

came back

soon as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him to carry

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

to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take

happily wrapped her arms around

ward with Alexis in his arms and Peter following

the quilt to her chest and groaned, “People have been

remembered what Mark just

guessed that Rena felt wronged

was willing to speak up about

definitely attached to the

Waylen was gradually feeling that their union was more good than bad for

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.