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

later, he returned

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

the middle of the night,

how obtuse she might be, she

back didn’t signify the return of

his physiological needs within the

hand reaching out from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face.

engagements later on, but he always had an

Alexis well, and the

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

Waylen was content.

ultimate goals were power, a beautiful wife, and adorable children. He

could perfectly

he had nothing to complain

but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without his affection, he wasn’t

became mundane, but Rena

around them

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

consumed

best to be considerate and gentle, setting an example of a

any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to a

reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching her.

His social engagements increased.

no right

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

weighed about eight

to acknowledge any preference

truth, he loved

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

rolled her eyes

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

leaned over and observed

especially with his

bore a striking resemblance to hers, and even

exclaimed to his wife, “The Evans family genes

the door

of two

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

turned her face away, feeling a surge of sentimentality

to their family, there seemed to be

amidst the commotion, she couldn’t shake off the

who had once loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue

work, and she had to juggle

Forever and ever…

secretly waiting for him, yearning for

ward, the atmosphere was

eyes were

that. Feeling heartbroken, she excused herself and blurted out that she wanted to go out

she ran

took a special plane to come

Cecilia outside the door

seen her in a long time. He was always busy with his work, 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,

told him, “Go on ahead. I’ll

Cecilia to meet, so he

and shut the door behind them. He pulled her

“None of your business.”

turned away,

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

Mark speak her mind, Cecilia felt a little

at her more

someone in the world understood her, but no

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 is happy, but

she still loves

wasn’t love,

could stand her husband’s

smoking in

but

love each other so much that no one who

about Rena. From the very beginning, nothing happened

did what a husband should do to protect his wife

to pay everything back with her whole life.

head. He had tears

and Rena. It seemed that the children of the Evans family were

ward, Waylen walked his

was only Peter in the room. When he saw his

attempted to

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

touched her head and asked about

easier this time

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

She looked at Marcus and said softly, “When we

happy to hear such

then, Waylen came

soon as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him to carry

the family she had, Alexis was the most pampered and spoiled little

wanted Waylen and Rena to speak 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 out for a

happily wrapped her arms

left the ward with Alexis

chest and groaned, “People have been coming and going. I’m a

at her, Waylen remembered what Mark just

Rena felt wronged

been together for months, but neither of them was

definitely attached to the

their union was more good

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.