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.

call and swiftly left for his business

he returned late

asleep during that time, so he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage

of the night, Waylen drifted off

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

moving back didn’t signify the return of

was merely to fulfill his physiological needs

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

attended social engagements later on, but he always had

and the feeling

Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all that

Waylen was content.

man, the ultimate goals were power, a beautiful wife, and

could perfectly

he had nothing to complain

had experienced the best love in the world from Waylen before, but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without his affection, he wasn’t the person

mundane, but Rena felt powerless to change

even the people around them believed they were still

else. Only Rena would experience loneliness after every night they

loneliness consumed

to be considerate and gentle, setting an

couldn’t 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

she reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching

His social engagements increased.

had no right

gave birth to Marcus, the

about eight

was overjoyed. Despite Cecilia’s reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference for

loved

being the boy of the family, it was Marcus who would carry on the Fowler family’s legacy someday in

rolled her

care of Rena and cradled the

leaned over

look like her, especially with his

resemblance to

“The Evans family genes

Waylen opened the door and

father of two children, he

sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then, he looked at his son in

gazed at him with

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

turned her face away, feeling

returned to their family, there seemed to be nothing else

she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming sense

loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if they

she had to juggle her responsibilities

Forever and ever…

for him, yearning for the return of the man

the atmosphere was

eyes were wet

heartbroken, she excused herself and blurted out that she

ran

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

saw Cecilia outside the

he realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at her tearful eyes, he asked in a gentle voice,

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

knew that it wasn’t easy for Mark and Cecilia to

door behind them. He

“None of your business.”

turned away, her

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

Mark speak her mind, Cecilia felt a

sadness was eating at her more at the

in the world understood

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.

she still

it wasn’t love,

woman could stand her

kept smoking in

Cecilia’s worries, but

had so much history. They used to love each other so much that no one who

From the very beginning, nothing happened to

what a husband should do to protect his

had to pay everything back with her whole

He had

It seemed that the children

ward, Waylen walked his parents

saw his boss come in, Peter said with a

attempted to sit

I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable. You must

her head and asked about

was much easier this time than when

Mark feel even worse. He silently played with Marcus for a 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

what he meant. She looked at Marcus and said softly,

grinned in response. He was happy to

came back with

saw Mark, she pestered him

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

to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take care

her arms around

Mark left the ward with Alexis in his arms

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

Waylen remembered

felt wronged in this

them was willing to speak up about

attached to

their union was more good than bad

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.