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.

call and swiftly left for his business trip, taking his luggage

days later, he

placed his luggage down, undressed, and took a shower. Then,

the night, Waylen drifted off to

awake. No matter how obtuse she might be, she could guess what he

signify the return of her

was merely to fulfill his physiological needs within the

side, her hand reaching out from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face.

later on, but he always

and

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

Waylen was content.

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

could perfectly satisfy him in

he had nothing to complain

She had experienced the best love in the world from Waylen before, but now he

became mundane, but Rena felt powerless to change

people around them believed they were still

else. Only Rena would experience loneliness after every night they spent

loneliness consumed

be considerate and gentle, setting an

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

eight months of pregnancy, Waylen

His social engagements increased.

no

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

weighed about

Cecilia’s reproaches, he refused to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I value all

loved Alexis

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

her

Rena and cradled the baby

leaned over and observed the

her, especially with his soft, dark brown

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

wife, “The Evans family genes are

Waylen opened the door

of

affectionate gesture sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then, he looked at his son in the

him

moved to pick up his son. The Fowler family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling

turned her face away, feeling a surge of sentimentality

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

shake off the overwhelming sense of

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

had to juggle her responsibilities while taking

Forever and ever…

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

ward, the atmosphere was

eyes were

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

she ran into Mark

took a special plane to come and see Rena and little

the door of

was always busy with his work, so when he saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her very much.

told him, “Go on ahead. I’ll be

and Cecilia to meet, so he took the

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

“None of your business.”

away, her eyes

and shook his head. Then, he took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a long drag, blew out a cloud of smoke, and asked, “You’re crying because of

her mind, Cecilia felt

at

world understood

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 hated him so much. “Everyone thinks that Rena is happy, but I know that she isn’t. Waylen is

she still loves

it wasn’t love,

woman could stand her

smoking

Cecilia’s worries, but

used to love each other so much that no one who knew them could bear to tell Rena

beginning, nothing happened to Elvira

what a husband should do to protect

Rena had to pay everything back with her whole life.

head. He had tears in his

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

entered the ward,

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

attempted to sit

please. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable. You must be

touched her head and asked

It was much easier this

ever feel the need to get away, you can always come to Czanch on vacation. Mon is already too weak for air travel, but she’s always talking

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

in response. He was happy to hear such an

Waylen came

Mark,

had, Alexis was the most pampered and

“It’s time we learned how to take care of a child.

wrapped her arms around

Alexis in

the room fell silent. Rena gently pulled the quilt to her chest and groaned, “People have been coming and going. I’m a little tired. I need

Waylen remembered

that Rena felt wronged in this

of them was willing to speak up

was definitely attached to the

Waylen was gradually feeling that their union was

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.