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

days later, he returned

bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed, and took

the night,

how obtuse she might be, she could guess what he

didn’t signify the return of her

was merely to fulfill his physiological needs within the

to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured,

social engagements later on, but he always

treated Alexis well, and the feeling

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

Waylen was content.

the ultimate goals were power, a beautiful

wife could perfectly

he had nothing

world from Waylen before, but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without his affection, he wasn’t the person he used to

mundane, but Rena

the people around them believed

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

consumed

considerate and gentle, setting an example of a

Waylen’s heart or earn his love. He treated her as any wealthy man

of pregnancy, Waylen stopped

His social engagements increased.

no right

snowfall, she gave birth to Marcus, the eldest grandson of the Fowler

about

acknowledge any preference

he loved

Fowler family’s legacy

rolled her

Rena and cradled the baby in her

fatigue, Rena leaned over and observed the child

like her, especially with his soft,

striking resemblance to hers,

“The Evans

Waylen opened the door and stepped

after becoming a father of two children,

over and kissed Rena, his affectionate gesture sending a warm shiver down her

him with

and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled,

turned her face away, feeling a surge of sentimentality within

their family, there seemed to be nothing else

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

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

work, and she had to juggle her responsibilities

Forever and ever…

waiting for him, yearning for the return of the man who once cherished her so

ward, the atmosphere

eyes were

excused herself and blurted out that she

ran into Mark

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

Cecilia outside the door

so when he saw Cecilia, he realized 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

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

and Cecilia to meet,

door behind them. He pulled her hand away from

“None of your business.”

turned away,

out a cigarette and lit it. He took a long

speak her mind, Cecilia felt a little

was eating at her more at

understood her, but

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

still loves

it wasn’t love, if it

woman could stand

kept smoking in

but what could they

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

about Rena. From the very beginning,

husband should do to

to pay everything back with her

raised his head. He had tears in his

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

entered the ward, Waylen walked

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

to

don’t

He touched her head and

It was much easier this time than when I gave

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

he meant. She looked at Marcus and said softly, “When we get the

He was happy to hear such an answer

then, Waylen came

Alexis saw Mark, she

Alexis was the most pampered and spoiled little girl

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

wrapped her arms around

left the ward with Alexis

quilt to her chest and groaned, “People have

Waylen remembered

that Rena felt wronged in this

but neither of them was willing to speak up about what was deep in

attached to

union was more good

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.