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,

he returned late at

he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage down,

the middle of the night,

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

signify the

was merely to fulfill his physiological needs within the

stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk you

attended social engagements later on, but he always had

well, and

wasn’t all that bad. They had a married life as it should be, but there was no love

Waylen was content.

ultimate goals were power, a beautiful wife, and adorable children. He

could perfectly satisfy him in

had nothing to complain

from Waylen before, but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without

Rena felt powerless to

passed, even the people around them believed they were

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

loneliness consumed

had done her best to be considerate and gentle, setting an example of a good

as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give

of

His social engagements increased.

had no right to

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

about eight

acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I value all my

loved

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

rolled her eyes

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

leaned over

did look like her, especially with his

and eyes bore a striking resemblance to hers, and

wife, “The Evans family

opened the door

of two children,

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

at him with

his son. The Fowler family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how adorable he

turned her face away, feeling

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

shake off the overwhelming sense of

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

consumed by his work, and she had to juggle

Forever and ever…

yearning for the return of the

VIP ward, the atmosphere

were wet

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

she ran into

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

Cecilia outside the

always busy with his work, so when he saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her very much.

got for Rena and told him, “Go on ahead. I’ll be there to see Rena and the baby in a

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

Cecilia’s 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 do you

“None of your business.”

turned away,

Then, he took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a long drag, blew out a cloud of

Mark speak her mind, Cecilia

was eating at her more at the

the world understood

front of him, which was a little weird because

she still loves

it wasn’t love, if it wasn’t

woman could stand

smoking

Cecilia’s worries, but what

much that no one who knew them could

From the very beginning, nothing happened to

husband should

with her whole life.

He had tears in

that the children of the Evans family were destined to have difficulties in

the ward, Waylen

Rena, there was only Peter in the room. When he saw his boss come in, Peter said with a

attempted to sit

up, please. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable. You

touched her

this time than when I gave

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

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

in response. He was happy to hear such an answer from

then, Waylen came back with

as Alexis saw Mark, she

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

Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time

her

with Alexis

the quilt to her chest and groaned, “People

her, Waylen remembered what Mark just

that Rena felt

neither of them was willing to

was definitely attached

feeling that their union was more

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.