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.

and swiftly left for his

days later, he

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

the middle of the night, Waylen drifted

Rena, however, lay awake. No matter how obtuse she might be, she

didn’t signify the return

physiological needs within the bounds of

to gently stroke his handsome face. With

but he always had an abundance of

treated Alexis well, and the feeling

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

Waylen was content.

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

could perfectly satisfy him

nothing to

She had experienced the best love in the world from Waylen before, but now he was back with just his physical

mundane, but Rena felt powerless to

people around

of Waylen’s memory seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena would experience loneliness after every night they spent

loneliness consumed her

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

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 birth to a legitimate heir for him and

eight months of pregnancy,

His social engagements increased.

no right

snowfall, she gave birth to Marcus, the eldest grandson of the

about eight

any preference for his grandkids. “I value

he loved

on the Fowler family’s legacy someday in the future, but Korbyn

her

of Rena and cradled the baby in her arms. “Look,

leaned over and

did look like her, especially with his soft, dark brown

a striking resemblance to

exclaimed to his wife, “The Evans family genes

Waylen opened the door and stepped

a father of

down her spine. Then, he looked at his

gazed at him with

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

face away, feeling a

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

couldn’t shake off the overwhelming sense of

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

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

Forever and ever…

yearning for the return of

ward, the atmosphere was

eyes were

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

she ran

a meeting in Czanch after which he took a special

Cecilia outside the door of

a long time. He was always busy with his work, so when he saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her

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

Mark and Cecilia to meet,

Cecilia’s hand, led her to an empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re

“None of your business.”

turned away, her eyes

a cigarette and lit it. He took a long drag, blew out a cloud

her mind,

at her more

understood her, but no

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

still

wasn’t love, if

woman could stand

kept smoking

worries, but what could they

so much that no one who knew them could

the very beginning, nothing happened to

what a husband should do to protect his wife

to pay everything back with her whole

head. He had tears

himself, and Rena. It seemed that the children

Mark entered the ward, Waylen walked his parents

his boss come in,

attempted to sit

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

her head and asked about

was much easier this time than when

the need to get away, you can always come

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

He was happy to hear

then, Waylen came back

as Alexis saw Mark, she

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

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

her arms around

left the 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 what Mark just

felt wronged

was willing to speak up about what was

attached

was gradually feeling that their union

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.