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.

made a phone call and swiftly left for

later, he returned late

tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed, and took a shower. Then, he woke her up

night, Waylen drifted off

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

back didn’t signify the return

physiological needs within the bounds of

stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk you are! Yet I can do nothing

later on, but he always had

and the

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

Waylen was content.

man, the ultimate goals were power, a beautiful wife, and adorable children. He had them all at

wife could perfectly satisfy him in

nothing to complain

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 the person he used to

mundane, but Rena felt

around them believed

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

consumed her

and gentle, setting an example of a good

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

she reached eight months of pregnancy,

His social engagements increased.

no right to

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

weighed about

to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I value

he loved

family’s legacy someday in the future, but Korbyn would never

her eyes

care of Rena and cradled the baby

Rena leaned over and observed the child

look like her, especially with his soft, dark

a striking resemblance to hers, and even the bridge

exclaimed to his wife, “The

the door and

a father of two children, he remained flawlessly

and kissed Rena, his affectionate gesture sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then, he looked at his son in the cot and said softly,

him

surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how adorable he was, and sharing tips on caring for

face away, feeling a

Waylen had returned to their family, there seemed to

commotion, she couldn’t shake off

couldn’t help but wonder if they

she had to

Forever and ever…

waiting for him, yearning for the return

ward, the atmosphere was very

eyes were wet

and blurted out that she wanted

she ran

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

saw Cecilia outside the

that he had missed her very

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

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

behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and

“None of your business.”

away, her

took a

mind, Cecilia felt

at her

in the world understood her,

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 now hated

still

it wasn’t love, if it wasn’t

woman could stand her husband’s

smoking

worries, but

each other so much that no one who knew them could bear to tell Rena to give up, including

very beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was

a husband should do to

back with her

He had tears

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

entered the ward, Waylen walked his parents

in the room. When he saw his boss come in, Peter said with a smile, “There you are, Mr.

to sit

don’t get up, please. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable. You

He touched her head

fine. It was much easier this time than

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

at Marcus and said softly, “When we get

grinned in response. He was happy to hear such an answer from

came back with

Mark, she pestered him to carry

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

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

happily wrapped her arms around Mark’s

Alexis in

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

remembered what Mark

that Rena felt wronged in this

them was willing to speak

attached to the

union was

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.