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,

days later, he

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

middle of the night, Waylen drifted

she might

back didn’t signify the return of

was merely to fulfill his physiological needs within the

on her side, her hand reaching out from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips,

later on, but he always had an abundance of

well, and the feeling

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

Waylen was content.

the ultimate goals were power, a beautiful

could perfectly satisfy him in

he had nothing

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

mundane, but Rena felt

people around them believed

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

consumed

considerate and

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

of pregnancy, Waylen

His social engagements increased.

had no

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

about

overjoyed. Despite Cecilia’s reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I value all my grandchildren equally!” he

he loved

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

rolled her

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

Rena leaned over and observed the

did look like her, especially with his soft, dark brown

resemblance to

“The Evans family

the door

of two children, he remained

down her spine.

gazed at him with

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

her face away, feeling a surge of sentimentality

that she had two children and Waylen had returned to their family, there seemed to be nothing

couldn’t shake off the overwhelming

yearned for the Waylen who had once loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue living

to juggle her responsibilities

Forever and ever…

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

ward, the atmosphere

were

herself and blurted out

she ran

which he took a special plane to come

Cecilia outside the

he realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at her tearful

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

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

her to an empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her

“None of your business.”

away,

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

speak her mind, Cecilia felt a little

eating at her more at

in the world understood her, but no one

nicely to Mark. She even cried in front of him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone thinks

she still

wasn’t love, if it

could stand her

smoking

but what could they

to love each other so much that no

Rena. From the very beginning, nothing

just did what a husband should do to protect his

Rena had to pay everything back with her whole life. It wasn’t fair

He

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

the ward, Waylen walked his parents

the room. When he saw his boss come in, Peter said

to sit

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

He touched her head and asked about her

fine. It was much easier this time than when I gave birth

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 travel, but she’s always talking about wanting to

meant. She looked at Marcus and said softly, “When we get

response. He was happy

Waylen came

as Alexis saw Mark,

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

“It’s time we learned how to take

her

ward with Alexis in

room fell silent. Rena gently pulled the quilt to her chest and groaned,

her, Waylen remembered what

guessed that Rena felt wronged in

was willing to speak

definitely attached to the

that their union

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.