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.

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

he returned late

that time, so he tiptoed into the bedroom, placed his luggage

of the night, Waylen drifted off

how obtuse she might be, she could guess what he was

moving back didn’t signify the return

physiological needs

from under the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk you are! Yet

on, but he always had an

treated Alexis well, and the

he 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 should be, but there was no love or

Waylen was content.

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

could perfectly satisfy him in

nothing to

Waylen before, but now he was back with just his physical presence.

became mundane, but Rena felt powerless to change

even the people around them believed they

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

consumed

be considerate and gentle, setting an

or earn his love. He treated her as any wealthy man would treat his wife – expecting her to give birth to a legitimate

eight months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped touching her.

His social engagements increased.

had no right

the first snowfall, she gave birth

weighed about eight

refused to acknowledge any preference for his grandkids. “I value

loved Alexis

boy of the family, it was Marcus who would carry on the Fowler family’s

rolled her

the baby

Rena leaned over and

did look like her, especially with his soft,

eyes bore a striking resemblance to hers, and even

his wife, “The Evans family genes are

the

becoming a father of two

leaned over and kissed Rena, his affectionate gesture sending a warm shiver down her spine. Then, he looked at his son in the cot and said

gazed at him

child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how

feeling a surge of

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

shake

once loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue living

was consumed by his work, and she had to juggle her responsibilities while

Forever and ever…

yearning for the return of the man who once

VIP ward, the atmosphere

eyes were

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

ran into

he took a special plane to come and see Rena

the door

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

for Rena and told him, “Go on ahead. I’ll be there to

easy for Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took the gift, nodded,

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

“None of your business.”

turned away, her eyes

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

her mind, Cecilia felt a

eating at her

all, someone in the world understood her, but no one

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

she still

love,

could stand her husband’s cold

kept smoking

worries, but

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

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

husband should do to

everything back with her whole life. It wasn’t

raised his head. He

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

the ward, Waylen walked his

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

attempted to sit

don’t want you to feel

her head

much easier this time than when I

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 travel, but she’s always talking about wanting to see you and your two

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

in response. He was happy to hear such

then, Waylen came

Mark, she pestered him to carry

Alexis was the most pampered

picked up Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take care of a child. Let’s

wrapped her arms around Mark’s

Alexis in his arms and

the room fell silent. Rena gently pulled the quilt to her chest and groaned, “People have been coming and

her, Waylen remembered what Mark

guessed that Rena felt wronged in this

neither of them was willing

was definitely attached

their union was more good than bad

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.