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.

a phone call and swiftly left for his business trip, taking

he returned late

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

the middle of the night, Waylen drifted off to

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

moving back didn’t signify the return of her loving

merely to fulfill his physiological needs within the bounds

reaching 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

later on, but he always had an abundance

well, and the feeling was

it wasn’t all

Waylen was content.

were power, a beautiful

wife could perfectly

had nothing to

dissatisfied. She had experienced the best love in the world from Waylen before, but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without

but Rena felt

time passed, even the people around them believed they were still

insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena would experience

consumed

to be considerate and gentle, setting an example

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

reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen

His social engagements increased.

had no

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

weighed about eight

to acknowledge any preference for his

truth, he loved Alexis

family, it was Marcus who would carry on the Fowler family’s

rolled her eyes

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

over and observed

look like her, especially

to hers, and even

exclaimed to his wife, “The Evans family genes

opened the door and stepped

of two children, he

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

gazed at him with a

family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he

away, feeling a surge of sentimentality within

Waylen had returned to their family, there seemed to be nothing else she could

shake off the

couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue living together in respectful harmony like roommates in the

work, and she had to juggle her responsibilities while taking care of two

Forever and ever…

still secretly waiting for him, yearning for the return of the man

the VIP ward, the atmosphere was

eyes were wet

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

she ran

Czanch after which he took a special plane to come

outside the door

when he saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at her tearful eyes, he asked in

Peter the gift he got for Rena and told him, “Go on

Cecilia to meet, so he took

behind them. He pulled her

“None of your business.”

turned away, her eyes

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

Mark speak her mind, Cecilia felt a

was eating at her

in the world understood her, but no one understood

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 loves

love, if it

could stand

kept smoking in

understood Cecilia’s worries, but what could

Waylen had so much 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 Elvira was Rena’s

a husband should do to protect his

had to pay everything back with her

his head. He had tears in his

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

ward, Waylen walked his parents

in the room. When he saw his boss come in, Peter said with a smile, “There you are,

attempted to sit

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

her head and

easier this time than

Mark feel even 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

Marcus and said softly, “When we get

happy to hear such an answer from

then, Waylen came back with

soon as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered

loved Alexis the most. With the family she had, Alexis was the most pampered

picked up Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take care of a child. Let’s

her arms

the ward with Alexis in his arms and Peter

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 to get some

remembered what Mark just

Rena felt

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

attached to

union

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.