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

later, he returned

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

night,

matter how obtuse she might

moving back didn’t signify the return of

his physiological

under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk you are! Yet I can

on, but he always had

treated Alexis well, and the

Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They had a married life

Waylen was content.

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

wife could perfectly satisfy

nothing

but now he

but Rena felt powerless

passed, even the people around them believed they were

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

loneliness consumed her

be considerate and gentle, setting

earn his love. He treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to a legitimate heir for him and the Fowler

months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching her.

His social engagements increased.

had no right

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

weighed about eight

overjoyed. Despite Cecilia’s reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference

he loved

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

her eyes

cradled the

Rena leaned over

like her, especially with

and eyes bore a striking resemblance to hers, and even the

to his wife, “The Evans

Waylen opened the door

after becoming a father of two children, he remained flawlessly

her spine. Then, he looked at his son

gazed at him

child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how adorable he was, and sharing tips on caring

her face away, feeling a surge of

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

amidst the commotion, she couldn’t shake off the

for the Waylen who had once loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue living together in respectful harmony like

was consumed by his work, and she had to juggle her responsibilities while taking care of

Forever and ever…

yearning for the

VIP ward, the

were wet

she excused herself and blurted out that she

ran into Mark

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

outside the door of

saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at her tearful eyes, he asked in a gentle voice, “What’s wrong, Cecilia? Is there something wrong with

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

and Cecilia to meet, so he took the gift, nodded, and

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

“None of your business.”

turned away, her

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

her mind, Cecilia felt

eating at her

understood her,

Mark. She even cried in front of him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone thinks that Rena is happy, but I know

she still loves

it wasn’t love, if it wasn’t

could stand her husband’s

smoking in

understood Cecilia’s worries, but what

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

about Rena. From the very beginning, nothing

a husband should do to protect his

with her whole

He had tears

and Rena. It seemed that the children of

Mark entered the ward, Waylen

his boss

to sit

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

her head and

It was much easier this time than when

need to get away, you

looked at Marcus and said softly, “When we get the chance, I will visit Grandma with the

was happy to hear such an answer from

came

soon as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered

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

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

wrapped her arms around

ward with Alexis

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

Waylen remembered what Mark just

Rena felt wronged

had been together for months, but neither of them was willing to speak up about what was deep in their

definitely attached to

union was more good than bad

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.