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.

call and swiftly left for his business trip, taking his

he

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

night, Waylen drifted off to

matter how obtuse she might be, she could guess what he was

back didn’t signify the

to fulfill his physiological needs

out from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk

social engagements later on, but he always had an

treated Alexis well, and the feeling

in private, he was indifferent toward Rena, except when it came to sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all that

Waylen was content.

goals were power, a beautiful wife,

could perfectly

he had nothing to

dissatisfied. 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,

but Rena felt powerless

passed, even the people around

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

consumed

to be considerate and gentle, setting an example of

man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to a

she reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped

His social engagements increased.

no

birth to Marcus, the

weighed about

to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I value all my grandchildren

loved

would carry on the Fowler family’s legacy someday in the future, but Korbyn would never admit to favoring one grandchild

rolled her

and cradled the baby

her fatigue, Rena leaned over

especially with his soft, dark

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

exclaimed to his wife, “The Evans family genes are truly

the door and

a father of two children, he

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

at him

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

face away, feeling a

Waylen had returned to their family, there seemed to

couldn’t shake

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

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

Forever and ever…

yearning for the return of the man who once cherished her so

the VIP ward, the atmosphere

were

excused herself and blurted out that she wanted to go

she ran

Czanch after which he took a special plane to come

the

missed her very

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

to meet, so he took the gift,

an empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re a grown-up. Why do you

“None of your business.”

away, her eyes

took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a long drag, blew out a cloud of smoke, and asked, “You’re crying because of

her mind,

eating at her more

in the world understood her,

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

still loves

love,

stand her husband’s cold

kept smoking

understood Cecilia’s worries, but what

had so much history. They used to love each other so much that no one who knew them could bear to

the very beginning, nothing

did what a husband should do to protect his wife and

everything back with her whole life.

head. He had tears in his

himself, and Rena. It seemed that the children of the Evans family

Mark entered the ward,

Rena, there was only Peter in the room. When he saw his boss come in,

attempted to sit

please. I don’t

about her. He touched her head and asked

easier this time than when I gave

with Marcus for a while and then said casually, “If you ever feel the need to get away, you can always

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

happy to

Waylen came back

saw Mark, she

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

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

happily wrapped her

left the ward with Alexis in his arms and Peter

pulled the quilt to her chest and groaned, “People have been coming and going.

remembered what Mark

Rena felt wronged in this

together for months, but neither of them was willing to speak up

was definitely attached to the

their union

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.