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, taking

he returned late at

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

middle of the night,

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

back didn’t signify the

his physiological needs within the bounds

to gently stroke his handsome

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

well, and

she supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They had a

Waylen was content.

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

could perfectly satisfy

nothing to

the best love in the world from Waylen before, but now he

but Rena

people around them believed they

memory seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena would experience loneliness after

consumed her

had done her best to be considerate and

Waylen’s heart or earn his love. He treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting

reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching her.

His social engagements increased.

no right

snowfall, she gave birth to

weighed about eight

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

he loved

Marcus who would carry on the Fowler family’s legacy

rolled her eyes

took good care of Rena and cradled the baby in her

Rena leaned over and observed the child

especially with his soft,

to hers, and even

“The Evans family genes are

Waylen opened the door

a father of

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

him

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

away, feeling a surge of sentimentality within

had returned to their family, there

shake off the overwhelming

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

she had to juggle her responsibilities while taking care of two

Forever and ever…

did he know that she was still secretly waiting for him, yearning for the return

ward, the atmosphere was very

eyes were

herself and blurted out that

she ran

in Czanch after which he took a special plane to

saw Cecilia outside the door of Rena’s

hadn’t seen her in a long time. He was always busy with his work, so when he saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at

he handed Peter the gift he got for Rena and told him, “Go on ahead. I’ll be there to see Rena and the

that it wasn’t easy for Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took the gift, nodded, and entered Rena’s

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

“None of your business.”

away,

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

mind, Cecilia felt a

eating at her more at the

world understood her, but

even cried in front of him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so

she still loves

love,

could stand her husband’s

kept smoking in

but what

history. They used to love each other so much that no one who knew them could bear to tell Rena to give up, including

Rena. From the very beginning, nothing happened to

a husband should do to protect his wife

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

raised his head. He had tears in his

that the children of the Evans family were destined to have

Mark entered the ward,

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

to sit

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

her. He touched her head and asked

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

the need to get away, you can always come to Czanch on vacation. Mon is already too weak for air travel,

said softly, “When

He was happy to hear such

then, Waylen came back

as Alexis saw Mark,

she had, Alexis was the most

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

her arms around Mark’s

Alexis in his arms

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 Mark

Rena felt wronged in

neither of them was willing to speak up about what

attached to

that their union was more good than bad

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.