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

he returned late at

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

of the night, Waylen drifted off

how obtuse she might be,

back didn’t signify the return of her

physiological

the quilt to gently stroke his handsome face. With red lips, she murmured, “What a jerk you are! Yet I can do nothing

but he always had an abundance of work to occupy

well, and the feeling

it came to sex. Nevertheless, she supposed it wasn’t all

Waylen was content.

beautiful

could perfectly satisfy

nothing to complain

had experienced the best love in the world from Waylen before, but now he was back with just his physical presence. Without his affection, he

Rena felt powerless to

even the people around them believed they were

memory seemed insignificant to everyone else. Only

loneliness consumed

be considerate and gentle, setting an example

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

months of pregnancy, Waylen stopped

His social engagements increased.

no

she gave birth to

about

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

truth, he loved Alexis the

boy of the family, it was Marcus who would carry on the Fowler family’s legacy someday in the future,

her

Rena and cradled the baby in her arms.

her fatigue, Rena leaned over

like her, especially with his soft, dark brown

a striking resemblance to hers, and even the bridge of

his wife, “The

the

a father of two children, he

her spine. Then, he looked at his son in the cot and said softly,

gazed at him with

surrounded the child, teasing and tickling him, discussing whom he resembled, how adorable he was, and sharing tips on caring for

face away, feeling

that she had two children and Waylen had returned to their

couldn’t shake

she yearned for the Waylen who had once loved her deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would continue living together in respectful harmony like roommates in

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

Forever and ever…

did he know that she was still secretly waiting for him, yearning for the return of the man

ward, the atmosphere was very

eyes were

Feeling heartbroken, she excused herself and blurted out that she

ran into Mark

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

the door of Rena’s

he saw Cecilia, he realized that he had missed her very much. Looking at her

told him, “Go on

Mark and Cecilia to meet, so he took

to an empty passage, and shut the door behind them. He pulled her hand away from her eyes and said, “You’re a

“None of your business.”

turned 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

Mark speak her mind, Cecilia felt

eating at her

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

him, which was a little weird because she now

still

love, if

stand

smoking in

worries, but what

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

the very beginning, nothing happened

should do to protect his wife

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

raised his head. He had tears

himself, and Rena. It seemed that the children of the Evans family were destined to have difficulties

Mark entered the ward, Waylen walked his

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

to

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

He touched her head and

much easier this

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

Marcus and said softly, “When we get

happy

then, Waylen came

Alexis saw Mark, she pestered him

the most. With the family she had, Alexis was the

speak in private. He picked up Alexis and said to Peter, “It’s time we learned how to take care of a child. Let’s take Lexi out

wrapped her arms around Mark’s

Alexis in his arms and Peter following

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

at her, Waylen remembered

Rena felt wronged

was willing to speak up about what was deep

attached to the

gradually feeling that their union was more

Eventually, Rena fell asleep.