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.

made a phone call and swiftly left for his business trip, taking his

days later, he returned late

asleep during that time, so he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed, and took a shower. Then, he woke her

night, Waylen drifted off

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

back didn’t signify the return

was merely to fulfill his physiological needs

his handsome face. With

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

Alexis well, and the

in private, he 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.

goals were power, a beautiful wife, and adorable

his wife could perfectly

he had nothing to complain

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

Rena felt powerless to change

people around them believed they

else. Only Rena

consumed her

considerate and gentle, setting an

treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to a legitimate

months of pregnancy, Waylen

His social engagements increased.

had no

birth to Marcus, the eldest grandson of the Fowler

about

acknowledge any preference

he loved

of the family, it was Marcus who would carry on the Fowler family’s

rolled her

and cradled the baby in her arms. “Look,

her fatigue, Rena leaned over and observed

did look like her, especially

to hers, and even the bridge

exclaimed to his wife, “The Evans

opened the door

a father of two children, he remained flawlessly

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

gazed at him

surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled,

away, feeling a

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

couldn’t shake off the overwhelming

for the Waylen who had once loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but

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

Forever and ever…

she was still secretly waiting for him, yearning for the

ward, the atmosphere

eyes were wet

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

ran into Mark

Czanch after which he took a special plane

the

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

him, “Go on ahead. I’ll be there to see Rena and the baby in

it wasn’t easy for Mark and Cecilia to meet, so

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

“None of your business.”

away,

it. He took a long drag, blew out a cloud of

Mark speak her mind, Cecilia felt a

was eating at her more at

someone in the world understood her, but no one

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

still

it wasn’t love, if

woman could stand her husband’s

smoking

Cecilia’s worries, but

so much that no one who knew them could bear to tell Rena to

beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was

should do

everything back with her whole life. It wasn’t fair at

head. He had

his sister, Reina, himself, and Rena. It seemed that the

ward, Waylen

only Peter in the room. When he saw his

attempted to sit

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

He touched her

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

for a while and then said casually, “If you ever feel the need to get away, you can always come to

at Marcus and said softly, “When we get the chance, I will visit Grandma with the

in response. He was happy to hear such

Waylen came back with

Alexis saw Mark,

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

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

her arms

ward with Alexis in his arms and

and groaned, “People have been coming and going. I’m a little tired. I need to get some

at her, Waylen remembered what Mark just

guessed that Rena felt wronged in this

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

definitely attached

union was more good

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.