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

later, he returned

time, so he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed, and took a shower. Then, he

night, Waylen drifted off to

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

didn’t signify the return of her

his physiological needs

gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What

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

treated Alexis well, and the feeling was

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

Waylen was content.

power, a beautiful wife, and adorable children. He had them

his wife could perfectly satisfy

he had nothing

love in the world from Waylen before, but now he was back with

Rena

even the people around them believed they

of Waylen’s memory seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena would

loneliness consumed

considerate and gentle, setting an

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

reached eight months of

His social engagements increased.

had no right to

birth to Marcus,

weighed about

overjoyed. Despite Cecilia’s reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I value all my

truth, he loved

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

her eyes

care of Rena and cradled the

Rena leaned over and

especially with his

eyes bore a striking resemblance to hers, and even

to his wife, “The Evans family

Waylen opened the

of two

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

gazed at him with

members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him,

feeling a surge of sentimentality

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

the commotion, she couldn’t shake off

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

consumed by his work, and she had to

Forever and ever…

that she was still secretly waiting for him, yearning for the return of the man

the VIP ward, the

eyes were wet

that. Feeling heartbroken, she excused herself and blurted out

she ran

a special plane to come

Cecilia outside the door of

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

he got for Rena and told him, “Go on ahead. I’ll

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

hand, led her to an empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from

“None of your business.”

away,

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

speak her mind, Cecilia felt a little

at her more at the

in the world understood her, but no one understood

nicely to 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,

still loves

wasn’t love, if it wasn’t

stand her husband’s cold

smoking in

Cecilia’s worries, but what

They used to love each other so much that no one who knew them could bear to tell Rena

Rena. From the very beginning, nothing happened to

husband should do to

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

raised his head. He had tears in

himself, and Rena. It seemed that the children of the Evans family were destined

the ward, Waylen walked

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

to sit

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

about her. He touched her head and asked about

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

you can always come to Czanch on vacation. Mon is

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

happy to

came

Mark, she pestered him to

family she had, Alexis was the most pampered and spoiled little

to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take care of a child. Let’s take Lexi out for a

her arms around Mark’s

ward with Alexis in his arms and

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

Waylen remembered

guessed that Rena felt wronged

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

attached to

was gradually feeling that their union was

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.