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.

left for his

later, he

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

of the night, Waylen drifted

she

moving back didn’t signify the return

fulfill his physiological needs within

out from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips,

seldom attended social engagements later on, but he always had an abundance of work to occupy

and the

sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They had a married life as it should be,

Waylen was content.

were power, a beautiful wife, and adorable children. He had

his wife could perfectly

nothing to

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

but Rena felt powerless to

the people around them believed they were still

seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena would experience loneliness

loneliness consumed

best to be considerate and gentle, setting

she couldn’t find her way into Waylen’s heart 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 him

months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped

His social engagements increased.

had no

gave birth to Marcus, the eldest grandson of

weighed about

refused to acknowledge any preference for

truth, he loved

the Fowler family’s legacy someday in the future, but Korbyn

her

cradled the baby in her

her fatigue, Rena leaned over and observed the child

especially

eyes bore a striking resemblance to hers, and even the

his wife, “The

Waylen opened the door and

after becoming a father of two children,

warm shiver down her spine. Then, he looked

at him with a

his son. The Fowler family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how adorable he was,

away, feeling a

returned to their family,

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

for the Waylen who had once loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue living together in respectful harmony like roommates in the

had to juggle her responsibilities

Forever and ever…

for him, yearning for the return of the man who once cherished her

ward, the atmosphere

eyes were wet

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

she ran into

had a meeting in Czanch after which he took a special plane

Cecilia outside the door of

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

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

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

empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re

“None of your business.”

turned away, her

out a cigarette and lit it. He took a long drag, blew out

speak her mind, Cecilia felt

was eating at her more at

world understood her, but no one

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

still loves

it wasn’t love, if it wasn’t

woman could stand her

kept smoking in

Cecilia’s worries, but what

Waylen had so much history. They used to love each other so much that no

very beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was Rena’s

did what a husband should do to protect his wife

Rena had to pay everything back with her whole life. It wasn’t fair at

head. He had tears in

Rena. It seemed that the children of the Evans family were destined to have difficulties in

entered the ward, Waylen walked his parents

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

to

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

her. He touched her head and

much easier this time than when I gave

words 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.

he meant. She looked at Marcus and said softly, “When we get the chance,

was happy to hear such an

Waylen came back

Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him to

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

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

her arms around Mark’s

Alexis in his arms and

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

her, Waylen remembered

guessed that Rena felt wronged

been together for months, but neither of them was

was definitely attached

Waylen was gradually feeling that their union was more good than

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.