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.

a phone call and swiftly left for his

days later, he

was already asleep during that time, so he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed,

night, Waylen drifted off

No matter how obtuse she might be, she could guess

didn’t signify the return of her loving

merely to fulfill his physiological needs within the bounds

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

engagements later on, but he always had an abundance

well, and

it wasn’t all that bad. They

Waylen was content.

a beautiful wife, and adorable children. He had them all

wife could perfectly satisfy

nothing to

now he was back with just his physical presence. Without his affection,

mundane, but Rena felt

even the people around

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

consumed her

done her best to be considerate and gentle, setting an

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, Waylen stopped touching

His social engagements increased.

had no right

gave birth to Marcus, the eldest grandson of

weighed about eight

reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I value all

loved Alexis

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

her eyes

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

Rena leaned over and

did look like her, especially with his

eyes bore a striking resemblance to hers, and even the bridge of his

wife, “The Evans family genes are

Waylen opened the

after becoming a father of two

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

gazed at him with

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

turned her face away, feeling a surge of sentimentality within

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

she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming

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

and she had to juggle

Forever and ever…

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

the atmosphere was

eyes were wet

noticed that. Feeling heartbroken, she excused herself and blurted out that

ran into Mark

a

outside the

realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at her

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

and Cecilia to meet,

He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re

“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 a cloud of smoke, and asked, “You’re

Mark speak her mind, Cecilia felt

eating at her

someone in the world understood her,

him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much.

she still loves

it wasn’t love, if

stand her husband’s cold

kept smoking in

understood Cecilia’s worries, but what could

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

very beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was

husband should

had to pay everything back with her whole life. It

his head. He

Reina, himself, and Rena. It seemed that the children of

entered the ward, Waylen walked his parents

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

attempted to sit

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

her head and asked about her

“I’m fine. It was much easier this time than when I gave

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 about wanting to see

looked at Marcus and said softly,

was happy to hear such

Waylen came back

Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him to carry

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

wanted Waylen and Rena to speak in private. He picked up Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take

wrapped her arms around

Alexis in his arms and Peter

silent. Rena gently pulled the quilt to her chest and groaned, “People

Waylen remembered

guessed that Rena felt wronged in

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

attached to

that their union was

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.