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 his business trip,

days later, he returned late at

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

middle of the night,

awake. No matter how obtuse she might be,

the return

fulfill his physiological needs

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

but he always had an

and the feeling was

supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They had a

Waylen was content.

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

could perfectly satisfy him

had nothing

best love in the world from Waylen before, but now he was back with

mundane, but Rena felt powerless

people around them believed they were

missing five years of Waylen’s memory seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena would

loneliness consumed her

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

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

months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching

His social engagements increased.

no

she gave birth to Marcus, the eldest grandson

about

any preference for his

loved

Fowler family’s legacy someday in the future, but Korbyn would never admit to favoring one

her

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

her fatigue, Rena leaned over and observed the child

like her, especially with his soft,

striking resemblance to hers, and even the bridge of

exclaimed to his wife, “The Evans

Waylen opened the

becoming a father of two children, he remained

shiver down her spine. Then, he

him with

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

face away, feeling a surge of

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

she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming sense of

She couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue living

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

Forever and ever…

for him, yearning for the return of the man

the VIP ward, the atmosphere was

eyes were wet

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

she ran into

which he took a special plane to come and see

outside the door of Rena’s

a long time. He was always busy with his work, so when he saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at her tearful eyes, he asked in

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

Mark and Cecilia to

them. He

“None of your business.”

turned away, her

shook his head. Then, he took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a long drag, blew out a cloud of

her mind, Cecilia

sadness was eating at

all, someone in the world understood

Mark. She even cried in front of him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much. “Everyone thinks that

still loves

wasn’t love,

could stand

kept smoking in

worries, but

love each other so much that no

Rena. From the very beginning, nothing happened to

what a husband should

everything back with her whole life.

He

Reina, himself, and Rena. It seemed that the children

Mark entered the ward, Waylen walked his

he saw his boss come in, Peter said with

attempted to

don’t want you to feel uncomfortable. You must

about her. He touched her head

“I’m fine. It was much easier this time than when I

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

at Marcus and said softly, “When

grinned in response. He was happy to hear such an answer from

Waylen came back

Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him to carry

With the family she had, Alexis was the most pampered

wanted Waylen and Rena to speak in private. He picked up Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take care of

happily wrapped her arms around Mark’s

Mark left the ward with Alexis in his arms and

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 to get

her, Waylen remembered what Mark just

felt wronged in

had been together for months, but neither of them was

definitely attached

union was more good than

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.