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 his luggage

he returned late

already asleep during that time, so he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage

middle of the night, Waylen drifted off

she

didn’t signify the return of her loving

physiological needs

her side, her hand 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

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

and the

indifferent toward Rena, except when it came to sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They had a married

Waylen was content.

power, a beautiful wife, and

could perfectly satisfy

nothing to complain

had experienced the best love in the world from Waylen before, but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without his affection, he wasn’t the person

mundane, but Rena felt powerless

even the people around them believed they were

memory seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena

consumed

and gentle, setting an

heart or earn his love. He treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to a legitimate heir for him and the

months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped

His social engagements increased.

had no

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

about eight

to acknowledge any preference

truth, he loved Alexis the

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

rolled her eyes

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

Rena leaned over and observed

look like her, especially

striking resemblance to

“The Evans family genes

the

father of two children, he remained flawlessly

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

at him

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

face away, feeling a surge

two children and Waylen had returned to their family, there seemed to be nothing else she could ask

commotion, she couldn’t shake

loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue living together in respectful harmony like

to juggle her responsibilities while taking care

Forever and ever…

him, yearning for the

the VIP ward, the atmosphere

eyes were

heartbroken, she excused herself and blurted out that she wanted

she ran into

Czanch after which he took a special

Cecilia outside the door of

had missed her very much. Looking at her tearful eyes, he asked in a gentle voice, “What’s wrong, Cecilia? Is there something wrong with Rena or

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

that it wasn’t easy for Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took the gift, nodded, and entered

door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re a grown-up.

“None of your business.”

turned away,

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

her mind, Cecilia

was eating at her more at

world understood her, but no one

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 loves

it wasn’t love, if

could stand her husband’s cold

kept smoking in

Cecilia’s worries, but what could

used to love each other so much that no

beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was

what a husband should do to protect

everything back with her

raised his head. He had

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

ward, Waylen walked

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

to sit

don’t want you to feel uncomfortable. You must

worried about her. He touched her head and asked about her

“I’m fine. It was much easier this time than when

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 already too weak for air

at Marcus and said softly,

response. He was happy to hear such

Waylen came

soon as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him to

Alexis was the most pampered and spoiled little

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

her

Mark left the ward with Alexis in his arms and Peter following

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

at her, Waylen remembered what

guessed that Rena felt wronged in

of them was willing to speak up about what

was definitely attached

that their union was more good

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.