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.

swiftly left for his business trip, taking his luggage with

days later, he returned late

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

the middle of the night,

No matter how obtuse she

the return of her

physiological needs within the bounds of

under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk you are! Yet I can do nothing

attended social engagements later on, but he always had an

Alexis well, and the

he was indifferent toward Rena, except when it came to sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all that

Waylen was content.

goals were power, a beautiful wife,

wife could perfectly satisfy him

nothing to

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

mundane, but Rena felt

time passed, even the people around

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

loneliness consumed

done her best to be considerate and gentle, setting an example

love. He treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to

reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching

His social engagements increased.

no right

gave birth to Marcus, the eldest

weighed about eight

reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I value all my grandchildren

truth, he loved Alexis

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

rolled her

care of Rena and cradled the baby in her

Rena leaned over

look like her, especially with his soft, dark brown

to

wife, “The Evans family

Waylen opened the door and

father of two children, he

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

him with a

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

feeling a surge of sentimentality

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

she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming

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

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

Forever and ever…

him, yearning for the

VIP ward, the atmosphere

were wet

noticed that. Feeling heartbroken, she excused herself and blurted out

ran into

took a special

outside the door of

missed her very much. Looking at her tearful eyes, he asked in

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

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

took Cecilia’s hand, led her to an empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He

“None of your business.”

turned away,

and lit it. He took a long drag, blew out a cloud of smoke, and asked, “You’re crying because of Rena, aren’t

her mind, Cecilia

eating at her more at

understood her, but no

him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone thinks that Rena is happy, but I know

she still

it wasn’t love, if

woman could stand

smoking

Cecilia’s worries, but what could they

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

the very beginning, nothing

just did what a husband should do

everything back with her whole

his head. He had tears

the children of the

the ward,

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

attempted to

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

He touched her head and asked about her

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

said casually, “If you ever feel the need to get away, you can always come to Czanch on vacation. Mon

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

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

came back

as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him to carry

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

Rena to speak in private. He picked up Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time we learned how

her

the ward with Alexis in his arms

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

at her, Waylen remembered what Mark just

guessed that Rena felt

them was willing to speak up

definitely attached to the

feeling that their union was more good

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.