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.

for his business trip, taking his luggage

later, he

his luggage down, undressed, and took a

middle of the night, Waylen

how obtuse she might be, she

didn’t signify the

merely to fulfill his physiological needs within

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

social engagements later on, but he always had an abundance

and the feeling

except when it came to sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all that

Waylen was content.

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

wife could perfectly satisfy

had nothing to

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

mundane, but Rena

passed, even the people around them

else. Only Rena

loneliness consumed

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

heart or earn his love. He treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife

months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching

His social engagements increased.

no

during the first snowfall, she gave birth to Marcus, the eldest grandson of the Fowler

weighed about

preference for his grandkids. “I value

truth, he loved Alexis

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

her eyes

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

over

like her, especially with his soft, dark

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

his wife, “The Evans family

opened the door and

becoming a father of two children, he remained

sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then, he looked

gazed at him with

son. The Fowler family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing

feeling a surge of sentimentality within

Waylen had returned to their family, there seemed to be nothing else she could ask

she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming sense of

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

to juggle her responsibilities while taking care of two

Forever and ever…

for him, yearning for the return of the man who

the VIP ward, the

were wet

Cecilia noticed that. Feeling heartbroken, she excused herself and blurted out that she wanted to go out and get some fresh

ran into Mark

a special plane to come and see Rena

the

his work, so when he saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at her

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

Cecilia to meet, so he took the gift,

to an empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re a grown-up. Why

“None of your business.”

turned away,

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

was eating at her more at

understood her, but no

cried in front of him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone thinks that Rena is happy, but I

she still loves

it wasn’t love, if it

stand her husband’s

kept smoking

but what could they

to love each other so much that no one who knew them could

beginning, nothing happened to

did what a husband should do to protect

everything back with her whole

He

thought of his sister, Reina, himself, and Rena. It seemed that the children of the Evans family were

ward, Waylen walked his parents

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

attempted to sit

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

worried about her. He touched her head and asked

It was much easier this time than when I gave birth

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

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

response. He was happy to hear

Waylen came back

saw Mark, she pestered him to carry

Alexis was the most

Peter, “It’s time

happily wrapped her arms

the ward with Alexis in his arms and Peter following

quilt to her chest and groaned, “People have been coming and going. I’m a little tired. I

Waylen remembered

Rena felt

was willing to speak up about what was deep in their

attached to the

Waylen was gradually feeling that their union was

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.