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.

and swiftly left for his business trip, taking his luggage

he returned late at

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

the night,

how obtuse she might be, she could guess what he

didn’t signify the return

his physiological needs within the bounds of

turned on her 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! Yet

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

and the feeling was

to sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They had a married life as

Waylen was content.

were power, a beautiful wife, and adorable children. He had

could perfectly satisfy him in

nothing to complain

in the world from Waylen before, but now he was

mundane, but Rena

passed, even the people around them believed they were still

insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena would experience loneliness

consumed her

her best to be considerate and gentle, setting an example

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

of pregnancy, Waylen stopped

His social engagements increased.

had no

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

about eight

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

truth, he loved

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

her eyes

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

leaned over

like her, especially

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

his wife, “The Evans family

Waylen opened the door and

a father of two

kissed Rena, his affectionate gesture sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then, he looked

at him with

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

her face away, feeling

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

commotion, she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming sense

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

she had to juggle her responsibilities while taking care of two

Forever and ever…

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

the atmosphere

were wet

blurted out

ran into Mark

a

outside the

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

gift he got for Rena and told him, “Go on ahead.

to meet, so he took

empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled

“None of your business.”

turned away, her

beamed 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 crying because of Rena, aren’t

mind, Cecilia felt a little

sadness was eating at her

understood her, but no

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 I know that she isn’t. Waylen is back, but he doesn’t

still loves

love, if

woman could stand her

kept smoking in

worries, but what could they

much that no one who knew them could bear

about Rena. From the very beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was Rena’s

did what a husband should do to protect

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

his head. He had tears

that the children of the Evans

ward, Waylen walked his parents

he saw his boss come in, Peter said

to sit

her. “Oh, don’t get up, please. I don’t

her. He touched her head and

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

need to get away, you can always come to Czanch on vacation. Mon is already too weak for air

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

happy to hear such an

came back

saw Mark, she

the most. With the family she had, Alexis

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 Lexi

happily wrapped her arms around

with Alexis in his

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

remembered what Mark just

felt wronged

together for months, but neither of them was willing to speak up about what was deep in their

was definitely attached

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

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.