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.

swiftly left for his business trip,

later, he returned late

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

the middle of the night,

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

moving back didn’t signify the

fulfill his physiological needs within

turned on her side, her hand reaching out from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk you are!

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

Alexis well, and the feeling was

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

Waylen was content.

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

his wife could perfectly satisfy him

had nothing to

he

but Rena felt powerless to change

people around

Waylen’s memory seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena would experience

consumed

her best to be considerate and gentle,

way into Waylen’s heart or earn his love. He treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to a legitimate heir

reached eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped

His social engagements increased.

no right

gave birth to Marcus, the eldest grandson of

about eight

he refused to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I value all my grandchildren

loved Alexis

Marcus who would carry on the Fowler family’s legacy someday in the future, but

her

of Rena and cradled the

fatigue, Rena leaned over and

did look like her, especially with his soft,

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

to his wife, “The Evans family genes

Waylen opened the door

after becoming a father of two children,

down her

gazed at him with

family members surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom

away, feeling

their family, there seemed to be nothing

commotion, she couldn’t shake

help

to juggle her responsibilities while taking care

Forever and ever…

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

VIP ward, the atmosphere was

eyes were

and blurted out that she wanted to go out and

she ran

a meeting in Czanch after which he took a special plane to come and

saw Cecilia outside the door

that he had missed her

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

for Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he

and shut the door behind them. He

“None of your business.”

away, her eyes

He took a long drag, blew out a cloud of smoke, and asked, “You’re crying

speak her mind, Cecilia felt a little

eating at her more at the

the world understood her, but no one

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 back, but

still

love, if it

could stand her husband’s cold

smoking

Cecilia’s worries, but what could

They used to love each other so much that no one who knew them could bear to tell Rena to give up, including

From the very beginning, nothing happened

did what a husband should do to protect his wife

had to pay everything back with her whole life. It

head. He had tears

Rena. It seemed that the children of

the ward, Waylen walked his parents

there was only Peter in the room. When he saw his boss come in, Peter said with a smile,

attempted to sit

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

about her. He touched her head and

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 on vacation. Mon is already too weak for air

and said softly, “When we get the chance, I will visit Grandma with

happy to hear

Waylen came

Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him to carry

had, Alexis

Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time we

her

Alexis in his arms and

groaned, “People have been coming and going.

remembered what

felt wronged in this

them was willing to speak up about what was

was definitely attached

was gradually feeling that their union was more good

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.