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, taking

later, he returned late at

the bedroom, placed his luggage down, undressed,

middle of the night,

matter how obtuse she might be, she could guess what

didn’t signify the return of her loving

his physiological needs within

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

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

and

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

Waylen was content.

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

perfectly satisfy him in

had nothing

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

became mundane, but Rena

passed, even the people around

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

loneliness consumed her

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

his love. He treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to

she reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching

His social engagements increased.

no right

gave birth to Marcus, the eldest grandson of the Fowler family.

weighed about eight

any preference for his grandkids. “I value all my grandchildren

he loved Alexis

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

her

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

leaned over

did look like her, especially with his soft, dark brown

bore a striking resemblance to hers, and

wife, “The Evans family

the door and stepped

of two children,

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

him with

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

face away, feeling a surge of

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

couldn’t shake off the overwhelming

loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue living together in respectful harmony

work, and she had to juggle her responsibilities while taking care of two

Forever and ever…

secretly waiting for him, yearning for the return of the man who once cherished

the atmosphere was

were wet

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

she ran into

a

Cecilia outside the

that he had missed her very much. Looking at her

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

to meet, so he took the gift, nodded, and

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

“None of your business.”

turned away,

took a long drag, blew out a cloud of

Mark speak her mind, Cecilia felt a little

was eating at her more

the world understood her, but no one understood

because she now

still

it wasn’t love,

woman could stand her

smoking in

Cecilia’s worries, but what could they

Waylen had so much history. They used to love each other so much that no one who knew them could bear to tell Rena to give

From the very beginning, nothing happened

a husband should do to protect his

everything back with her whole life. It wasn’t fair

head. He had

that the children of the Evans family were destined to

ward, Waylen walked his

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

to

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

about her. He touched her head

this time than when I gave birth

get away, you can always come to Czanch on vacation. Mon is already too weak for air travel,

what he meant. She looked at Marcus and said softly,

response. He was happy to hear

Waylen came

as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered

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

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

wrapped her arms around

ward with Alexis in his arms and Peter

chest and groaned, “People have

at her, Waylen remembered

that Rena felt wronged in

was willing to speak up about

definitely attached to the

their union was more good

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.