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.

call and swiftly left for his business trip, taking his luggage

days later, he returned

he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed, and took a shower. Then, he woke her up

middle of the night, Waylen drifted off to

how obtuse she might be, she could guess what

didn’t signify the return of her

fulfill his physiological needs within

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

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

Alexis well, and the feeling

in private, he was 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.

were power, a beautiful wife, and adorable children. He had them

perfectly satisfy him

he had nothing to complain

the world from Waylen before, but now he was back with just

but Rena felt

people around them believed

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

consumed

to be considerate and gentle, setting an example of a good

wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to a

she reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching her.

His social engagements increased.

no right to

snowfall, she gave birth

weighed about eight

Cecilia’s reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids.

truth, he loved

boy of the family, it was Marcus who would carry on the Fowler family’s legacy someday in the future, but

her eyes

took good care of Rena and cradled the baby

leaned over and observed

especially with his soft,

to hers, and even the bridge of

his wife, “The

Waylen opened the door and

a father of two

her spine. Then, he looked at his son in the cot and said

gazed at him with

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

that she had two children and Waylen had returned to their

she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming sense of

deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue living together

had to juggle her responsibilities while

Forever and ever…

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

ward, the

eyes were wet

excused herself and blurted out that she wanted to go out

ran into

meeting in Czanch after which he took a special plane to come

the door

that he had missed her very much. Looking at her tearful eyes, he asked in

told him, “Go

and Cecilia to meet, so he took the

hand, led her to an empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re a grown-up. Why

“None of your business.”

turned away, her eyes

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

speak her mind, Cecilia felt a

eating at her

world understood her, but no

cried in front of him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone

she still loves

love, if it

woman could stand her husband’s cold

kept smoking

Cecilia’s worries, but what could they

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

the very beginning, nothing

should do to protect his

with her whole life. It wasn’t fair

his head. He had tears

sister, Reina, himself, and Rena. It seemed that the children of the Evans family were

the ward, Waylen

his boss come in,

attempted to sit

I don’t want you to

her head and asked about

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

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

understood what he meant. She looked at Marcus and said softly,

response. He was happy

came back

soon as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him to

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

to speak in private. He picked up Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time we

happily wrapped her

Mark left the ward with Alexis

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

Waylen remembered what Mark just

felt wronged in

but neither of them was willing to speak up about what was deep in their

attached to

their union

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.