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.

a phone call and swiftly left for his business trip,

days later, he returned

his luggage down, undressed, and took a shower. Then, he woke her up

the night, Waylen drifted off

lay awake. No matter how obtuse she might

back didn’t signify the return of her

his physiological needs within the bounds

her hand reaching out from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips,

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

treated Alexis well, and the feeling

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

Waylen was content.

a beautiful wife, and adorable children. He

his wife could perfectly satisfy him in

he had nothing

he

became mundane, but Rena felt powerless

around them believed they were still

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

loneliness consumed her

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

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

of pregnancy, Waylen

His social engagements increased.

had no right to

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

about

acknowledge any preference for his

loved Alexis

being the boy of the family, it was Marcus who would carry on the Fowler family’s legacy someday in the future, but Korbyn would never admit to

rolled her eyes

the

over and observed the child

her, especially with his soft,

to hers, and even

“The Evans family genes

Waylen opened the door and

father of two

over and kissed Rena, his affectionate gesture sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then, he looked at

gazed at him with a

his son. The Fowler family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing

her face away, feeling a surge of sentimentality

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

shake

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

and she had to juggle her responsibilities while taking care of

Forever and ever…

for him, yearning for the return

ward, the

were wet

blurted out that she

ran

had a meeting in Czanch after which he took a special plane to

Cecilia outside the door

he had missed her very much. Looking at her tearful eyes, he asked in a gentle voice, “What’s wrong, Cecilia? Is there something wrong with Rena

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

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

to an empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled

“None of your business.”

turned away, her eyes

took a long drag, blew out a cloud

mind, Cecilia felt a

was eating at

world understood her, but no

the first time in months that Cecilia had spoken nicely to Mark. She even cried in front of him, which was a little weird because

she still

wasn’t love, if it wasn’t

stand her

kept smoking in

understood Cecilia’s worries, but what could

each other so much that no one who knew them could bear

beginning, nothing

just did what a husband should do to protect

now Rena had to pay everything back with her whole life. It wasn’t fair

raised his head. He had tears

the children of the Evans family were destined to

Mark entered the ward, Waylen walked his

room. When he saw his boss come in, Peter said with

attempted to

up, please. I don’t

touched her head

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

while and then said casually, “If you ever feel the need to get away, you can always come to Czanch on vacation. Mon is already too

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

He was happy to hear such an

came back with

as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him to carry

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

wanted Waylen and Rena to speak in private. He picked up Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take care of a

happily wrapped her arms

the ward with Alexis in his arms and Peter following

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

at her, Waylen remembered what Mark

that Rena felt wronged in

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

attached

union was more good than bad for

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.