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

later, he returned

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

of the night,

Rena, however, lay awake. No matter how obtuse she might be, she could guess what he

moving back didn’t signify the return

physiological needs within the

out from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk you are! Yet I can do nothing to

but he always had an abundance of work to occupy

Alexis well, and

except when it came to sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They had a married life as it should be, but there was no love

Waylen was content.

a beautiful wife, and

his wife could perfectly satisfy him

nothing to complain

but now he was back with just his physical presence.

but Rena felt

people around them believed they were

missing five 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

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

eight months of

His social engagements increased.

had no

during the first snowfall, she gave birth to Marcus,

about

reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference for

truth, he loved

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

her eyes

of Rena and cradled the baby

over and observed the

look like her, especially with

resemblance to hers,

his wife, “The

the door and

of two children, he remained flawlessly

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

him

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

her face away, feeling

returned to their family,

commotion, she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming sense

She couldn’t help but wonder

had to

Forever and ever…

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

the

were

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

ran into Mark

he took a special plane

the

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?

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

knew that it wasn’t easy for Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took the gift,

them. He pulled her hand away from

“None of your business.”

away, her eyes

He took a long drag, blew out a cloud of smoke, and asked, “You’re crying

mind, Cecilia felt

was eating at

understood her,

to Mark. She even cried in front of him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone thinks that

still loves

it wasn’t love, if

could stand her husband’s

smoking in

worries, but what

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

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

did what a husband should do to protect his wife and

to pay everything back with her whole life. It

raised his head. He had tears in his

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

ward, Waylen walked his

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

attempted to

please. I don’t want you

about her. He touched her head

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

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

Marcus and said softly, “When we get the chance, I will visit Grandma

was happy

Waylen came

saw Mark, she pestered him to carry

had, Alexis was the most pampered and spoiled

Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take care

her

ward with Alexis in his arms

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

Waylen remembered what Mark

that Rena felt wronged

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

definitely attached to the

their union

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.