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 his

days later, he

so he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his

of the night, Waylen drifted off to

how obtuse she might

back didn’t signify the return of her loving

was merely to fulfill his physiological needs within the

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

social engagements later on, but he always had an abundance

well, and the feeling

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

Waylen was content.

power, a beautiful wife, and adorable children. He

his wife could perfectly satisfy

he had nothing

but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without his affection, he wasn’t the person he used

became mundane, but Rena felt powerless

even the people around them believed they were

missing five years of Waylen’s memory seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only

loneliness consumed her

be considerate and gentle, setting

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

of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching her.

His social engagements increased.

no right to

early winter, during the first snowfall, she gave birth to Marcus, the eldest

weighed about eight

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

truth, he loved Alexis the

family’s legacy

her eyes

cradled the baby in her

leaned over and observed the

especially with his soft,

eyes bore a striking resemblance to hers, and even

his wife, “The Evans family genes

opened the

becoming a father of two

his affectionate gesture sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then,

him

members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how adorable he was, and sharing tips

her face away, feeling a surge of sentimentality within

had two children and Waylen had returned to their family, there seemed to be nothing else

the commotion, she couldn’t shake off the

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

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

Forever and ever…

him, yearning for

VIP ward, the atmosphere was

were

noticed that. Feeling heartbroken, she excused herself and blurted out that she wanted to go out and get some

ran

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

Cecilia outside the door

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 her tearful eyes, he asked in a gentle voice, “What’s wrong, Cecilia? Is there something wrong with Rena or the

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

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

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

“None of your business.”

away, her eyes

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

her mind, Cecilia felt a little

at her

understood her, but no one understood

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

still

love,

woman could stand her husband’s cold

smoking in

worries, but what could they

so much history. They used to love each other so much that no one who knew them

very beginning, nothing happened to

a husband should do

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

He had tears in his

and Rena. It seemed that the

the ward, Waylen walked his parents

his boss come

attempted to

get up, please. I don’t want you to

her

fine. It was much easier this time than when I

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 about wanting to see you and your two children.”

he meant. She looked at Marcus and said softly, “When we get the chance,

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

then, Waylen came

Mark, she pestered him

had, Alexis was the most pampered and spoiled little

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 Mark’s

the ward with Alexis in his arms

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

remembered what Mark just

guessed that Rena felt wronged in

but neither of them was willing to speak up about

was definitely attached to

that their union was more good

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.