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.

swiftly left for his business trip, taking his luggage with

later, he returned late

asleep during that time, so he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed, and took a shower. Then, he woke her up with intense

the night, Waylen drifted

she might be, she could guess

didn’t signify the return of her loving

merely to fulfill his physiological needs within

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

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

and the feeling

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

Waylen was content.

beautiful wife, and adorable children.

wife could perfectly

he had nothing to

he was back with just his physical presence. Without his

became mundane, but Rena felt powerless to change

people around them believed they

Waylen’s memory seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena

loneliness consumed her

considerate and

treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to a legitimate heir for him and the Fowler

she reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen

His social engagements increased.

had no

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

about eight

was overjoyed. Despite Cecilia’s reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference for

truth, he loved Alexis the

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

rolled her

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

Rena leaned over and observed the

look like her, especially with

and eyes bore a striking resemblance to hers, and

exclaimed to his wife, “The Evans family genes are

the

father of two children, he remained

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

him with

his son. The Fowler family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom

face away, feeling a surge of sentimentality

children and Waylen had returned to their

commotion, she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming sense of

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

his work, and she had to juggle her

Forever and ever…

him, yearning for the return

the VIP ward, the atmosphere was very

eyes were wet

she excused herself and blurted out that she wanted to go out and

she ran

which he took a special plane to come and see Rena and little

Cecilia outside the door

realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at her tearful eyes, he asked in a gentle voice, “What’s wrong, Cecilia?

he 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

and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her

“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

her mind,

at her more at the

in the world understood her,

She even cried in front of him, which was a little weird because she now hated

still loves

wasn’t love, if

woman could stand

kept smoking in

but what could

love each other so much that no one who knew them could bear to tell

worried about Rena. From the very beginning, nothing happened

a husband should do to

to pay everything back with her whole life. It

He

thought of his sister, Reina, himself, and Rena. It seemed that the children of the Evans family were destined to have difficulties in

entered the ward, Waylen walked

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

to sit

don’t want you

worried about her. He touched her head

this time

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,

looked at Marcus and said softly, “When we get the chance, I

He was happy to hear such an answer from

then, Waylen came

saw Mark, she pestered him

family she had, Alexis was the most pampered

Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take care of a child.

happily wrapped her arms around

the ward with Alexis in his arms and Peter

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

at her, Waylen remembered what Mark

guessed that Rena felt wronged in this

them was willing

attached to the

was gradually feeling that their union was more

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.