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.

for his business

days later, he returned

into the bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed, and took

the middle of the night, Waylen drifted off

awake. No matter how obtuse she might be, she could guess

signify the return

was merely to fulfill his physiological

handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk you are! Yet I

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

treated Alexis well, and the

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

Waylen was content.

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

perfectly

nothing

in the world from Waylen before, but now he was back with just his physical

mundane, but Rena felt powerless to

passed, even the people around

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

consumed her

be considerate and gentle, setting

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

she reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen

His social engagements increased.

no right to

first snowfall, she gave birth to Marcus, the eldest

about eight

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

truth, he loved Alexis the

family’s legacy someday

her

and cradled the baby in her

her fatigue, Rena leaned over and observed the child

her, especially with his soft, dark

to hers, and even the bridge of his

his wife, “The Evans

Waylen opened the door and stepped

becoming a father of two children,

shiver down her spine. Then, he looked at his

him with a

moved to pick up his son. The Fowler family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how adorable he was,

feeling a surge of sentimentality within

Waylen had returned to their family, there seemed to be nothing else she could

the commotion, she couldn’t shake

her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if

was consumed by his work, and she had to juggle her

Forever and ever…

yearning for the return of the man

ward, the atmosphere

eyes were wet

out that

she ran into Mark

a special plane to

saw Cecilia outside the

busy with his work, so when he saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at her tearful eyes,

Peter the gift he got for Rena and told him, “Go on

Cecilia to meet,

He pulled

“None of your business.”

turned away, her

and shook his head. Then, he took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a long

her mind, Cecilia

sadness was eating at her more at

all, someone in the world understood

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

still

love, if it

stand her husband’s

smoking in

understood Cecilia’s worries, but what could they

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

From the very beginning,

should do to protect his wife and

now Rena had to pay everything back with

head. He

the children of the Evans family were destined

ward, Waylen walked his parents

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

to sit

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

He touched her head and asked about

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

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

softly, “When we get the chance, I

response. He was happy to hear such an answer

Waylen came

saw Mark, she pestered him to

had, Alexis was the most pampered

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

her arms

left the ward with Alexis in

silent. Rena gently pulled the quilt to her chest and groaned, “People

her, Waylen remembered

Rena felt wronged in this

of them was willing to speak up about what was deep in

attached to

that their union was more good

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.