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

he

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

middle of the night, Waylen

how obtuse she might be,

moving back didn’t signify the return of

fulfill his physiological needs within

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

social engagements later on, but he

well, and the feeling

was indifferent toward Rena, except when it came to sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They had a married life

Waylen was content.

a beautiful wife,

his wife could perfectly

nothing to

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

but Rena

even the people around them believed

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

consumed

done her best to be considerate and

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

months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped

His social engagements increased.

had no right to

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

about eight

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

truth, he loved Alexis

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

rolled her eyes

the baby in

Rena leaned over and observed the child

look like her, especially with his soft,

bore a striking resemblance to hers, and even the bridge

his wife, “The Evans family

opened the door and

father of two children, he remained flawlessly

her

him with

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

turned her face away, feeling a surge of sentimentality within

to their family, there seemed to be nothing else she could ask

couldn’t shake off

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

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

Forever and ever…

for him, yearning for the return of the man who once

the atmosphere was

eyes were

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

ran into

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

Cecilia outside the door of Rena’s

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

“Go on ahead. I’ll be there

easy for Mark and Cecilia to

He pulled her hand away from her eyes and

“None of your business.”

away,

beamed and shook his head. 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 because of

speak her mind,

eating at

someone in the world understood her, but

in months that Cecilia had spoken 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, but I know that she isn’t. Waylen is back, but he

still

it wasn’t love, if it wasn’t

woman could stand her husband’s

kept smoking in

understood Cecilia’s worries, but what could

so much that no

about Rena. From the very beginning, nothing happened

just did what a husband should

back with

head. He had tears in his

Rena. It seemed that the children of the Evans

Mark entered the ward, Waylen walked his parents

Peter in the room. When he saw his boss come in,

attempted to

“Oh, don’t get up, please. I don’t

touched her head and

easier this time than when

feel the need to get away, you can always come to Czanch on vacation. Mon is already too weak for air travel, but

said softly, “When we get the chance, I will

was happy

then, Waylen came back with

saw Mark,

the most. With the family she had, Alexis was the most pampered

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

wrapped her

Mark left the ward with Alexis in his arms and Peter following

silent. Rena gently pulled the quilt to her chest and groaned, “People have been coming and going. I’m a little tired. I need to get some

her, Waylen remembered what

that Rena felt wronged

neither of them was willing to speak up about

was definitely attached to the

was gradually feeling that their union was more good than bad

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.