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, taking his luggage

he

he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his

of the night, Waylen drifted off

No matter how obtuse she

signify the return

to fulfill his physiological needs within the

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

but he always had an abundance of

treated Alexis well, and the

was indifferent toward Rena, except when it came to sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all that bad. They had a married life as it

Waylen was content.

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

wife could perfectly satisfy him

nothing to

but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without his

became mundane, but Rena felt powerless

passed, even the people around them

seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only Rena would experience loneliness after every night

loneliness consumed her

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

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 for him and the

of

His social engagements increased.

no right to

she gave birth

about

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

he loved Alexis the

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

rolled her eyes

cradled the baby in her

Rena leaned over and observed the

especially with his soft, dark

a striking resemblance to hers, and even

his wife, “The

Waylen opened the door

a father of

shiver down her

gazed at him

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

away, feeling a surge

Waylen had returned to their

the commotion, she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming sense

her heart, she yearned for the Waylen who had once loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder

had to juggle her

Forever and ever…

him, yearning for the return

the VIP ward, the atmosphere was very

were

heartbroken, she excused herself and blurted out that

she ran into

a meeting in Czanch after which he took a

saw Cecilia outside the door of

her in 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

told him, “Go on ahead. I’ll be there to see Rena and the baby in a

wasn’t easy for Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took

the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re a grown-up.

“None of your business.”

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 crying because of

mind, Cecilia felt

eating at her more at

in the world understood her, but no one

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

she still loves

wasn’t love, if it wasn’t

stand her husband’s cold

kept smoking in

worries, but what could they

that

the very beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was Rena’s

a husband should do

to pay everything back with her whole life. It wasn’t fair

raised his head. He had

the children

entered the ward, Waylen

When he saw his

to sit

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

her. He touched her head and

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

you can always come to Czanch on vacation. Mon is already too weak for

understood what he meant. She looked at Marcus and said softly, “When we

He was happy to hear such an

Waylen came back

saw Mark,

Alexis

said to Peter, “It’s time we learned

wrapped her arms around

the ward with Alexis in his arms

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

remembered what Mark just

guessed that Rena felt

was

attached

Waylen was gradually feeling that their union was more good

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.