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.

for his business trip, taking

he

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

of the night, Waylen drifted off to

obtuse she might be, she could guess what

signify the return of

his physiological needs within the bounds of

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

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

well, and the

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

Waylen was content.

ultimate goals were power, a beautiful wife,

could perfectly satisfy him in

nothing to complain

best love in the world from Waylen before, but now he was

mundane, but Rena felt powerless

people around them believed they

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

loneliness consumed her

had done her best to be considerate and

find her way into Waylen’s heart or earn his love. He treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give

eight months of pregnancy, Waylen

His social engagements increased.

had no right to

she gave birth to Marcus, the eldest grandson

weighed about eight

refused to acknowledge any preference for his

truth, he loved

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

rolled her

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

fatigue, Rena leaned over and observed the

did look like her, especially with

a striking resemblance to hers, and even

“The Evans family

the door and

a father of two children,

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

at him with

surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing

feeling a

and Waylen had returned to their

couldn’t shake off the overwhelming

help but wonder if they would continue living together

by his work, and she had to juggle

Forever and ever…

him, yearning for

ward, the atmosphere

eyes were wet

out that she wanted to go out

ran

he took a special plane to come and see Rena and little

saw Cecilia outside the door of

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,

gift he got for Rena and told him, “Go on ahead. I’ll be there

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

empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re

“None of your business.”

turned away, her eyes

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

Mark speak her mind, Cecilia felt a

eating at her more at

in the world understood her, but

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

she still

it wasn’t love,

woman could stand her

smoking

Cecilia’s worries, but

so much history. They used to love each other so much that

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

did what a husband should

Rena had to pay everything back with her whole life. It

head. He had tears in his

the children of

the ward, Waylen walked his parents

Rena, there was only Peter in the room. When he saw his boss

attempted to sit

I don’t

touched her head and asked about

this time than when

while and then said casually, “If you ever feel the need to get away, you can always come to Czanch on vacation.

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

response. He was happy to hear such an answer

Waylen came back

as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered

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

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

happily wrapped her arms around Mark’s

left the ward with Alexis in his arms and Peter following

Rena gently pulled the quilt to her chest and groaned, “People

her, Waylen remembered what Mark just

felt

of them was willing to speak up about what

definitely attached to the

Waylen was gradually feeling that their union was more good

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.