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 business trip, taking

later, he returned late

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

the night, Waylen drifted off to

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

moving back didn’t signify the return of

was merely to fulfill his physiological needs within the bounds of

turned on her side, her hand reaching out from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome

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

treated Alexis well, and

except when it came to sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They had a married life as it should be, but there

Waylen was content.

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

his wife could perfectly satisfy him

he had nothing

dissatisfied. She 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

but Rena felt powerless

around them believed they were

to everyone else. Only Rena would

loneliness consumed her

be considerate and

any wealthy man would treat

she reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen

His social engagements increased.

no

gave birth to

weighed about

to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids.

truth, he loved

who would carry on the Fowler family’s legacy someday in the future, but Korbyn would never admit to favoring

rolled her

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

fatigue, Rena leaned over and observed

did look like her, especially with his soft, dark

a striking resemblance to hers, and

“The

the door and stepped

of

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

him with a

tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how adorable he was, and

away, feeling a surge of sentimentality within

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

commotion, she couldn’t shake off the

Waylen who had once loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue

she had to juggle her responsibilities

Forever and ever…

him, yearning for the return of the man who

ward, the atmosphere

were

out that she wanted to go out and

ran

a meeting in Czanch after which he took a special plane

Cecilia outside the door of Rena’s

a long time. He was 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

“Go on ahead. I’ll be there to

wasn’t easy for Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took the gift, nodded, and entered Rena’s

passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re a grown-up. Why

“None of your business.”

away, her

a long drag, blew out a cloud of smoke, and asked, “You’re crying

Mark speak her mind, Cecilia felt a

sadness was eating at her more

world understood her, but no one

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

still

it wasn’t love, if it wasn’t

stand her husband’s

kept smoking

worries, but what could

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

worried about Rena. From the very beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was

should do to protect his wife

Rena had to pay everything back with her

his head. He had

sister, Reina, himself, and Rena. It seemed that the children of the Evans family were destined to have difficulties

Mark entered the ward, Waylen walked his parents

When he saw his boss come in, Peter said with a

to

stopped her. “Oh, don’t get up, please. I don’t

touched her head and asked about

fine. It was much easier this time than when I gave birth to

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

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

response. He was happy to hear such an answer

came back

soon as Alexis saw Mark, she

the family she had, Alexis was the most pampered and spoiled little girl in

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

happily wrapped her

the ward with Alexis in his arms

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

Waylen remembered what

Rena felt wronged

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

was definitely attached to

gradually feeling that their union was more good than

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.