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.

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

later, he returned late at

during that time, so he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed,

the middle of the night, Waylen drifted

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

signify the return of her loving

physiological needs within

stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk you are! Yet I can

social engagements later on, but he always had an abundance of work to occupy

treated Alexis well, and the

wasn’t all that bad. They had a married life as it should be, but there was

Waylen was content.

man, the ultimate goals were power, a beautiful wife, and adorable

his wife could perfectly satisfy

he had nothing to complain

world from Waylen before, but now he

Rena felt powerless to change

around them believed they were still

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

consumed

considerate and gentle, setting an example of a

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

she reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching

His social engagements increased.

no right

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

about

refused to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I value all my grandchildren equally!”

truth, he loved

who would carry on the Fowler family’s legacy someday in the future, but Korbyn

rolled her eyes

took good care of Rena and cradled the baby

Rena leaned over

did look like her, especially

and eyes bore a striking resemblance to hers, and even the bridge

wife, “The Evans family genes

opened the door and

becoming a father of two

over and kissed Rena, his affectionate gesture sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then, he looked at his

gazed at him with

to pick up his son. The Fowler family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how adorable

face away, feeling a surge of sentimentality within

Waylen had returned to their family,

couldn’t shake off the

who had once loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder

was consumed by his work, and she had to juggle her responsibilities

Forever and ever…

she was still secretly waiting for him, yearning for the return of the man who once

the atmosphere was

were

blurted out that she wanted to go out and get

ran

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

outside the door of

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, Cecilia? Is there

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

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

“None of your business.”

away, her

beamed and shook his head. Then, he took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a long drag, blew out a cloud of smoke, and asked, “You’re crying because of Rena, aren’t

Mark speak her mind, Cecilia felt a

sadness was eating at her more

someone in the world understood her, but no

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 I know that she isn’t. Waylen is back, but he

she still

wasn’t love,

stand her

kept smoking

worries, but

so much that no one who knew them could bear to tell Rena to give up, including

worried about Rena. From the very beginning, nothing

did what a husband should do to protect his wife

pay everything back with her whole life.

his head. He

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

the ward, Waylen walked his

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

attempted to

don’t want you to

worried about her. He touched her head and

easier this time than when I gave birth to

ever feel the need to get away, you can always

She looked at Marcus and said softly,

grinned in response. He was happy

Waylen came back

Mark, she pestered him to

Alexis was the most pampered and

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

wrapped her

left the ward with Alexis in his arms and Peter

her chest and groaned, “People have been

at her, Waylen remembered what Mark

guessed that Rena felt wronged

of them was willing to speak up about what was deep in

definitely attached

gradually feeling that their union was more good than bad

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.