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.

phone call and swiftly left for his business trip, taking his

days later, he returned

that time, so he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed,

the middle of the night, Waylen

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

the

physiological needs

from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she

social engagements later on, but he always had an

and the

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

Waylen was content.

beautiful wife, and adorable children. He had them all

perfectly satisfy

he had nothing

now he was

Rena

time passed, even the people around them believed

to everyone else. Only Rena would experience loneliness

consumed her

be considerate and gentle, setting an example of

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

months of

His social engagements increased.

had no

birth to Marcus, the eldest grandson of the Fowler family.

about eight

to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I

he loved Alexis the

who would carry on the Fowler family’s legacy someday

rolled her eyes

took good care of Rena and cradled the baby in

Rena leaned over and observed

especially with

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

his wife, “The Evans family genes are

opened the

a father of two children, he remained

gesture sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then,

gazed at him

and tickling him,

face away, feeling a

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

the commotion, she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming

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

had to juggle her

Forever and ever…

for him, yearning for the

ward, the

were wet

Feeling heartbroken, she excused herself and blurted out that

ran into Mark

Czanch after which he took a special plane to

Cecilia outside the door of Rena’s

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

him, “Go on ahead. I’ll

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

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

“None of your business.”

away, her

and lit it. He took a

speak her mind,

was eating at her

world understood her,

front of him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone thinks that Rena is happy, but

still

wasn’t love, if

stand her

smoking

Cecilia’s worries, but what could

used to love each other so much that no one

the very beginning,

just did what a husband should do to

back with her whole life. It

He had tears in his

that the children of the

Mark entered the ward,

saw his boss come in, Peter said with a

attempted to

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

about her. He touched her head and asked about

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

Mark feel even worse. He silently played with Marcus for a 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

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

grinned in response. He was happy to hear

Waylen came

Alexis saw Mark,

Alexis was the most

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

wrapped her arms around

Alexis in his arms and Peter

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

her, Waylen remembered what

guessed that Rena felt wronged in

neither of them was willing to speak up about what

was definitely attached

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

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.