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 business trip,

he

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

the night, Waylen

obtuse she might be, she could guess what

back didn’t signify the return of

his physiological needs within the bounds

hand reaching out from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk you are! Yet I can do

on, but he always had an abundance

well, and the feeling was

toward Rena, 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 was no

Waylen was content.

a beautiful wife, and

perfectly satisfy him

he had nothing

the best love in the world from Waylen before, but now he was back with

became mundane, but Rena felt

even the people around them believed they were

five years of Waylen’s memory seemed insignificant to everyone else.

consumed her

her best to be considerate and gentle, setting an example of a

or earn his love. He treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to a legitimate heir for

reached eight months of

His social engagements increased.

had no right

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

about

Despite Cecilia’s reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I value all my grandchildren equally!” he

truth, he loved Alexis the

Marcus who would carry on the Fowler family’s legacy someday in the future, but Korbyn

rolled her eyes

cradled the baby in her arms. “Look, Rena, he resembles

over and observed the

look like her, especially with

to hers,

“The Evans family genes

Waylen opened the door and stepped

after becoming a father of

affectionate gesture sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then, he

at him

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

her face away, feeling a surge of

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

amidst the commotion, she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming

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

his work, and she had to juggle her responsibilities while taking

Forever and ever…

did he know that she was still secretly waiting for him, yearning for the return of the man who once cherished her

ward, the atmosphere was very

were wet

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

ran

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

outside the door of Rena’s

time. He was always busy with his work, so when he saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed

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

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

He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re a grown-up. Why do you

“None of your business.”

away, her eyes

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

mind,

sadness was eating at her more

world understood her, but no one

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

she still

wasn’t love, if it wasn’t

could stand

smoking in

understood Cecilia’s worries, but what could

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

the very beginning, nothing happened to

did what a husband should do

everything back with her whole life. It wasn’t

raised his head. He had tears in his

Rena. It seemed that the children

Mark entered the ward, Waylen walked his

in the room. When he saw his boss come in, Peter said with

attempted to sit

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

He touched her head

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

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

softly, “When we get the chance,

in response. He was happy to hear such

then, Waylen came back

as Alexis saw Mark, she

family she had, Alexis was the most

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

happily wrapped her arms

Mark left the ward with Alexis in

quilt to her chest and groaned, “People have

remembered

guessed that Rena felt wronged

them was willing

was definitely attached to the

union was more

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.