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.

made a phone call and swiftly left for

he returned late

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

night, Waylen drifted

lay awake. No matter how obtuse she might be, she

the return of her

physiological needs within the bounds of

gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she

he always had an abundance of

treated Alexis well, and the

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

Waylen was content.

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

could perfectly

he had nothing to complain

but now he was back with just his physical presence.

Rena felt powerless

the people around

of Waylen’s memory seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only

consumed her

to be considerate and gentle, setting an

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

of

His social engagements increased.

no right to

snowfall, she gave birth to Marcus, the eldest grandson

about

Despite Cecilia’s reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference for his

he loved Alexis the

it was Marcus who would carry on the Fowler family’s legacy someday in

her eyes

good care of Rena and cradled the baby in

her fatigue, Rena leaned over and observed

like her, especially with

resemblance to hers, and even the bridge

exclaimed to his wife, “The Evans family

opened the door

after becoming a father of two children,

down her spine. Then, he looked at his son in the

at him

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

face away, feeling a surge of

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

shake off the overwhelming sense

help but wonder

had to juggle her responsibilities while taking care of

Forever and ever…

waiting for him, yearning for the

VIP ward, the atmosphere was

eyes were

excused herself and blurted out that she wanted to go out and get some

she ran into

in Czanch after which he took a special plane to

saw Cecilia outside the

he realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at her tearful eyes, he asked in a gentle voice, “What’s wrong,

Peter the gift he got for Rena and told him, “Go on ahead. I’ll be there to see Rena and

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

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

“None of your business.”

turned away, her eyes

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

Mark speak her mind, Cecilia felt a

sadness was eating at her more

the world understood her,

to Mark. She even cried in front of him, which was a little weird because she

still loves

love, if

stand

kept smoking in

Cecilia’s worries, but

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

beginning, nothing happened to Elvira

should do to protect

Rena had to pay everything back with her whole life. It

his head. He

that the children

the ward, Waylen

the room. When he saw his

to

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

about her. He touched her head

much easier this

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

at Marcus and said softly, “When we get

response. He was happy to hear such an

Waylen came back

as Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him

most. With the family she had, Alexis

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

wrapped her

left the ward with Alexis in his arms and Peter

pulled the quilt to her chest and groaned,

Waylen remembered what Mark just

Rena felt wronged

for months, but neither of them was willing to

definitely attached to the

feeling that their union was more good than bad

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.