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.

call and swiftly left for his business

days later, he returned late

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

middle of the night,

obtuse she might be, she could

moving back didn’t signify the return of

physiological needs within

gently stroke his handsome

social engagements later on, but he always had an

and the feeling was

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

Waylen was content.

a beautiful

his wife could perfectly

he had nothing to complain

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

became mundane, but Rena felt powerless to

even the people around them believed they

missing five years of Waylen’s memory seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena would experience loneliness after every night

consumed her

and gentle, setting an example of a

couldn’t find her way into Waylen’s heart or earn his love. He treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her

reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching

His social engagements increased.

had no right to

snowfall, she gave birth to

about eight

reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference

loved Alexis

carry on the Fowler family’s legacy someday in the

rolled her

cradled the baby

leaned over

like her, especially with his

a striking resemblance to hers,

to his wife, “The Evans family genes are truly

opened the door

of two children, he remained

sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then, he looked at his son in the cot and said softly, “Thank

gazed at him with

the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom

feeling

had returned to their family, there seemed

shake off the overwhelming

for the Waylen who had once loved her deeply. She couldn’t help

to juggle her responsibilities

Forever and ever…

he know that she was still secretly waiting for him, yearning for the return

the

were wet

blurted out that she wanted

she ran into Mark

in Czanch after which he took a special plane to come and

the door of

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, Cecilia?

him, “Go on ahead. I’ll be there to see Rena and the baby in a

easy for Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took the gift, nodded, and entered Rena’s

empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re a grown-up. Why do

“None of your business.”

away,

took a long drag, blew out a cloud of smoke, and asked, “You’re crying because of Rena, aren’t

mind, Cecilia felt

sadness was eating at her

all, someone in the world understood

in front of him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so

she still loves

it wasn’t love,

stand her husband’s cold

smoking

but

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

the very beginning, nothing happened to

did what a husband should do to protect his wife and

pay everything back with her whole life. It wasn’t fair at

raised his head. He had tears

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

entered the ward, Waylen walked

he saw his boss come in, Peter said

attempted to sit

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

touched her

“I’m fine. It was much easier this

worse. He silently played with Marcus 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

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

happy to hear

came back

Mark, she pestered him to carry

Alexis was the most pampered and

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

wrapped her arms around Mark’s

ward with Alexis in his arms and Peter following

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

at her, Waylen remembered what Mark

felt

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

definitely attached to the

that their union was more good than bad

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.