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

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

of the night, Waylen drifted off

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

moving back didn’t signify the return of her

was merely to fulfill his physiological needs within the bounds

her side, her hand reaching out from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a

but he

Alexis well, and the

indifferent toward Rena, except when it came to sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They

Waylen was content.

beautiful wife, and adorable children. He

could perfectly satisfy

had nothing to complain

Waylen before, but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without

Rena

the people around them

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

consumed her

best to be considerate and gentle, setting an example

man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to a legitimate heir

reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen

His social engagements increased.

had no

winter, during the first snowfall, she gave birth to Marcus, the

weighed about

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

he loved Alexis the

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

rolled her

of Rena and cradled the baby in her

fatigue, Rena leaned over

her, especially

a striking resemblance to hers, and even the bridge of

to his wife, “The Evans family genes are

opened the door

a father of two

and kissed Rena, his affectionate gesture sending a warm shiver down her

him with a

moved to pick up his son. The Fowler family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom

face away, feeling a

she had two children and Waylen had returned to their family,

she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming sense of

couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue living together in respectful harmony like roommates

had to juggle her

Forever and ever…

still secretly waiting for him, yearning for the return of the

VIP ward, the atmosphere was

eyes were

herself and blurted out that she wanted to

ran into

took a special plane to come and see Rena and little

outside the door of

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

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

knew that it wasn’t easy for Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took the gift, nodded, and

behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes

“None of your business.”

turned away,

He took a long drag, blew out a cloud

her mind, Cecilia

was eating at her

the world understood her, but no one

of him, which was a little 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

she still

wasn’t love, if it wasn’t

stand

smoking in

Cecilia’s worries, but what could they

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

very beginning, nothing happened to

just did what a husband should

with her whole

his head. He had tears in

that the children of the Evans family were destined to have difficulties in

ward, Waylen walked his

his

to sit

stopped her. “Oh, don’t get up, please. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable. You

her. He touched her head and

easier this time than when I gave

for a while and then said casually, “If you ever feel the need to get away, you can

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

happy to

then, Waylen came back with

Mark,

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

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

happily wrapped her

left the ward with Alexis in

and groaned,

remembered what Mark

that Rena felt wronged in this

for months, but neither of them was willing to speak up about what was

attached to the

was gradually feeling that their union was more good than bad for

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.