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 his business trip, taking his luggage with

he returned late at

was already asleep during that time, so he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed, and took a shower. Then, he

the night, Waylen drifted off to

lay awake. No matter how obtuse she might

back didn’t signify the return of her loving

fulfill his physiological needs within the bounds

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

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

and

wasn’t all that bad. They had a married

Waylen was content.

beautiful wife, and adorable children. He had

could perfectly satisfy

he had nothing to complain

but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without his affection, he

mundane, but Rena felt

people around them believed they were still

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

consumed her

done her best to be considerate and

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

reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching

His social engagements increased.

no right

birth to Marcus, the eldest grandson of

about

refused to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I

truth, he loved

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

her eyes

of Rena and cradled the baby in

fatigue, Rena leaned over and

her, especially

resemblance to hers, and even the bridge of

“The

the door and stepped

becoming a father of

his affectionate gesture sending a warm shiver down her spine.

gazed at him

to pick up his son. The Fowler family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling

face away, feeling a surge of

to their family, there seemed to be nothing else she could ask

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

loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would

his work, and she had to juggle her responsibilities while taking care of two

Forever and ever…

that she was still secretly waiting for him, yearning for

VIP ward, the

eyes were wet

herself and blurted out that

she ran into Mark

a special plane to come and see Rena and

saw Cecilia outside the

had missed her very much. Looking at her tearful eyes, he asked in a gentle voice, “What’s wrong,

and told him, “Go on ahead. I’ll be there

easy for Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took the gift,

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, her

cigarette and lit it. He took a long drag, blew out a cloud of smoke, and asked, “You’re crying because

mind, Cecilia

eating at

all, someone in the world understood

first time in months that Cecilia had spoken nicely to Mark. She even cried in front of him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone

she still

it wasn’t love, if it

could stand her husband’s

kept smoking

but what could

love each other so much that no one who knew them

Rena. From the very beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was Rena’s

just did what a husband should do to protect his wife and

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

his head. He had tears

sister, Reina, himself, and Rena. It seemed that the

entered the ward, Waylen walked

was only Peter in the room. When he saw his boss come

to sit

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

worried about her. He touched her

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

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

looked at Marcus and said softly, “When we get the chance,

He was happy to hear

then, Waylen came back with

as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him to carry

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

said to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to

wrapped her arms around

Alexis in his arms

room fell silent. Rena gently pulled the quilt to her chest and groaned, “People have been

her, Waylen remembered what Mark just

Rena felt

but neither of them was willing to speak up about

was definitely attached to the

gradually feeling that their union was more good than bad

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.