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.

left for his business trip, taking his luggage

later, he returned

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

night, Waylen drifted off

she might be, she could guess what he

signify the return of her

was merely to fulfill his physiological needs

hand reaching out from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk you are! Yet I

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

and

to sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t

Waylen was content.

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

his wife could perfectly satisfy him

he had nothing to

Waylen before, but now he was back with just his physical

mundane, but Rena

people around them

to everyone else. Only Rena

consumed

her best to be considerate and gentle,

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

reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching

His social engagements increased.

had no right

winter, during the first snowfall, she gave birth to

about

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

he loved Alexis

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

rolled her eyes

the baby in her arms. “Look, Rena,

over

especially with his soft,

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

to his wife, “The Evans family

opened the door

a father of two children, he remained flawlessly

down her spine. Then, he looked at his son in the cot and

him with

child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how adorable he was, and sharing

her face away, feeling a surge of sentimentality

their family, there seemed to be

commotion, she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming sense

had once loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but

consumed by his work, and she had to juggle

Forever and ever…

know that she was still secretly waiting for him, yearning

the VIP ward, the atmosphere was very

were

blurted out that she wanted to go out and get some

ran into Mark

had a meeting in Czanch after which he took a special

Cecilia outside the door of

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

him, “Go on ahead.

for Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took

hand, led her to an empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and

“None of your business.”

away, her

it. He took a long drag, blew out a cloud of

mind, Cecilia felt a little

at

in the world understood

first time in months that Cecilia had spoken nicely to Mark. She even cried in front of him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone thinks that Rena

still

love, if

could stand her

smoking in

understood Cecilia’s worries, but what could

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

worried about Rena. From the very beginning, nothing happened to Elvira

a husband should do to

had to pay everything back with her whole life. It

head. He had tears in his

seemed that the children of the Evans family were destined to have difficulties in

entered the ward,

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

attempted to sit

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

her. He touched her head and asked

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

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

softly, “When we get the chance,

He was happy to hear such an answer

Waylen came

Mark, she

the family she had, Alexis was

up Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take

happily wrapped her arms around

Alexis

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

Waylen remembered what Mark just

that Rena felt

had been together for months, but neither of them was willing to

attached to the

their union was more good

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.