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.

phone call and swiftly left for

he returned late at

placed his

middle of the night,

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

didn’t signify the return of her

his physiological needs within

stroke his handsome face. With red lips,

he always

Alexis well, and the feeling was

was indifferent toward Rena, except when it came to sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They had a married life as it should be, but there was no love

Waylen was content.

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

could perfectly satisfy him in

he 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 his affection, he wasn’t the person he used

mundane, but Rena felt powerless

people around them

else. Only Rena would experience loneliness after every night they spent

loneliness consumed

best to be considerate and gentle, setting an example

his love. He treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give

eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching her.

His social engagements increased.

had no

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

about eight

to acknowledge any preference for his

he loved Alexis the

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

rolled her eyes

good care of Rena and cradled the baby in her arms.

her fatigue, Rena leaned over and observed

did look like her, especially with his soft, dark

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

wife, “The Evans family

Waylen opened the door and stepped

after becoming a father of two children, he

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

him

The Fowler family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how adorable he was, and sharing tips on

away, feeling a

that she had two children and Waylen had returned to their family,

amidst the commotion, she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming

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

by his work, and she had to

Forever and ever…

he know that she was still secretly waiting for him, yearning for the return of the man who once cherished her so

the

eyes were wet

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

ran

meeting in Czanch after which he took a

saw Cecilia outside the door of Rena’s

had missed her very much. Looking

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

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

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

“None of your business.”

turned away,

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

Mark speak her mind,

at

understood

a little weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone thinks that Rena is

she still

love, if it wasn’t

woman could stand

smoking

worries, but what

and Waylen had so much history. They used to love each other so much that no one who knew them

the very beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was

did what a husband should do to

back with her whole

his head. He

and Rena. It seemed that the children of the Evans family were destined to have difficulties in

entered the ward,

saw his boss come

to

up, please. I don’t want you

worried about her. He touched her head and asked

this time than when I gave birth to

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

he meant. She looked at Marcus and said softly, “When we get the chance, I will visit Grandma with

response. He was happy to hear such an answer from

then, Waylen came back

saw Mark, she pestered

family she had, Alexis

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

happily wrapped her arms

Mark left the ward with Alexis in his

again, the 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

at her, Waylen remembered what

Rena felt wronged in this

been together for months, but neither of them was willing

definitely attached to

union was more good than bad

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.