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.

left for his business trip, taking his luggage

he returned

his luggage

the night, Waylen drifted

she might be, she could guess

signify the return of her

physiological needs within the bounds

to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured,

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

and

she supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They had a married life as it should be, but there was no love or

Waylen was content.

beautiful wife, and adorable

perfectly

had nothing

before, but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without his affection, he wasn’t the person

but Rena felt powerless

people around them

memory seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena would experience loneliness after every

consumed

to be considerate and gentle, setting an example

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 the

months of pregnancy,

His social engagements increased.

no right

early winter, during the first snowfall, she gave birth

about

acknowledge any preference

loved Alexis

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

rolled her

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

over and observed

her, especially with his soft, dark brown

to hers, and

exclaimed to his wife, “The Evans family genes are truly

the door

of two children, he

her spine. Then, he looked at his son in the cot and said softly, “Thank

gazed at him

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

away, feeling a surge of sentimentality within

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

the commotion, she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming

couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue

had to juggle her responsibilities while

Forever and ever…

him, yearning for the return

ward, the atmosphere was

were

heartbroken, she excused herself and blurted out that she wanted to go out

she ran into

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

saw 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 a gentle voice, “What’s wrong, Cecilia? Is there something wrong with

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

easy for Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took the gift, nodded,

passage, and shut the door behind them. He

“None of your business.”

away, her eyes

out a cigarette and lit it. He took a long drag, blew out a cloud of smoke, and asked, “You’re crying because of Rena,

mind, Cecilia felt a

at

understood her, but no one

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 doesn’t remember

still loves

wasn’t love, if it wasn’t

stand

kept smoking in

Cecilia’s worries, but what could

much history. They used to love each other so much that no one who knew them could bear to tell Rena

From the very beginning, nothing happened to Elvira

husband should do to protect his

pay everything back with her

head. He had

Rena. It seemed that the children of the Evans family

ward, Waylen walked his

he saw his boss come in, Peter said with a

attempted to

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

her. He touched her head and asked about her

was much easier this time than when I gave birth to

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 weak for air travel,

meant. She looked at Marcus and said softly, “When we

He was happy to hear

Waylen came

soon as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him to

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

Rena to speak in private. He picked up Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take care of a child. Let’s take Lexi out for a

wrapped her arms

the ward with Alexis in his arms and Peter following

again, the room fell silent. Rena gently pulled the quilt to her chest and groaned, “People have

her, Waylen remembered what Mark just

Rena felt wronged in this

been together for months, but neither of them was willing to

attached to

Waylen was gradually feeling that their union was more good than

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.