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

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

night, Waylen drifted off

obtuse she might be, she could guess what he was

the

physiological needs within the bounds

from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk you are! Yet I can do nothing to

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

well, and

supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They had

Waylen was content.

man, the ultimate goals were power, a beautiful wife, and adorable children.

his wife could perfectly satisfy him in

had nothing to complain

from Waylen before, but now he was back with just

Rena felt powerless

passed, even the people around

Waylen’s memory seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena would experience loneliness after every night

consumed

considerate and gentle,

wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to a legitimate heir for him and the Fowler

reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching

His social engagements increased.

had no right

during the first snowfall, she gave birth to Marcus,

weighed about eight

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

truth, he loved Alexis

the Fowler family’s legacy someday in

her

cradled the

leaned over

like her, especially with his soft, dark brown

eyes bore a striking resemblance to

exclaimed to his wife, “The Evans family genes

opened the door and stepped

father of

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

at him

Fowler family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how adorable he

away, feeling a surge

had returned to their family, there seemed to be nothing else

couldn’t shake off the

her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue living together

consumed by his work, and she had to

Forever and ever…

him, yearning for the return of the man who

the

eyes were

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

she ran into Mark

meeting in Czanch after which he took a special plane to

the

Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her very much. Looking

handed Peter the gift he got for Rena and told him, “Go on ahead. I’ll

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

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

beamed and shook his head. Then, he took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a long drag, blew out

mind, Cecilia

eating at her

the world understood her, but no one

him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone thinks that Rena is happy, but I know that

still loves

love, if it wasn’t

could stand her husband’s

kept smoking

worries, but what could

so much history. They used to love each other so much that

beginning, nothing happened to Elvira

husband should do to protect his

with her whole life. It

head. He

and Rena. It seemed that the children of the Evans family were destined to

Mark entered the ward, Waylen walked his

only Peter in the room. When he saw his boss come

attempted to

please. I don’t want you to

her. He touched her head

much easier this time than when

made 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 weak for air travel, but she’s always talking

softly, “When

happy to hear such an

came back with

Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him to carry

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

and said to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take care of a child. Let’s take Lexi out for a

her arms around Mark’s

Alexis in his arms

pulled the quilt to her chest and groaned, “People have been coming

her, Waylen remembered what Mark just

guessed that Rena felt

been together for months, but neither of them was willing

was definitely attached to

was gradually feeling that their union was more

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.