A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1221-1230

After a while, he called for the servant, “Where is Rena?”

The servant beamed, replying, “Mrs. Fowler is preparing dinner for little Miss Lexi and Mr. Eddie.”

A warmth filled Waylen’s heart.

He didn’t rush to the kitchen right away. Instead, he went to check on Marcus first, and then took a relaxing shower and changed into comfortable Loungewear.

Once he stepped into the kitchen, the tactful servants made their exit.

Quietly approaching Rena from behind, Waylen tenderly enveloped her in his arms and planted a gentle kiss on the back of her ear. “Did you make me dinner?”

Rena was setting the table and playfully complained that he was tickling her.

“Your dinner is being taken care of by the servants.”

Waylen gazed deeply into his wife’s eyes.

Rena was a flawless wife, maintaining harmonious relationships with his parents and sister while taking exemplary care of the children. She managed her appearance with grace, her figure and skin attesting to her meticulous care. In their intimate moments, Waylen never felt anything but captivated.

Yet, despite Rena being the epitome of perfection, Waylen still felt dissatisfied.

He couldn’t fathom if they were experiencing the proverbial seven-year itch or if Rena struggled to connect with her original feelings due to his lost memories.

This concern weighed heavily on Waylen, causing him to ponder the gains and losses in their relationship.

After dinner, he attended to Marcus, as was his routine. Rena tenderly put Alexis and Edwin to sleep, the two adorable children displaying the charming features inherited from the Evans family.

Waylen had some work to attend to in his study.

He labored until 11 o’clock, feeling somewhat fatigued as he emerged. Upon returning to the bedroom, Rena was engaged in a phone conversation, Likely with a friend, as he overheard names like Harold and Vera in passing.

As Waylen entered, Rena concluded the call.

She glanced at him and said, “Are you tired? Take a shower and go to bed.”

As usual, Rena went to the cloakroom to retrieve Waylen’s clothes. Each garment meticulously ironed, and the scent of the laundry detergent he was familiar with permeated the air.

A gentle and virtuous wife was meant to provide comfort to her husband.

However, despite Rena’s efforts, Waylen couldn’t find happiness. Everything seemed too programmed, as though Rena were playing the part of the perfect wife—attending to him, caring for the children and fulfilling their intimate desires.

Yet, it appeared that Rena’s emotions remained detached, as if whether she genuinely Loved him or not didn’t even matter here.

Moreover, she had never broached the subject of his memory loss.

This sense of being undervalued and unloved only grew with each passing day.

Waylen even began to entertain the idea that he might be suffering from a mental ailment, leading him to seek the counsel of a psychologist in solitude.

The psychologist assured Waylen that he wasn’t suffering from any illness, suggesting that perhaps his discontent stemmed from an imbalance in his sexual life.

During their intimate moments at night, Waylen found himself pondering whether having sex twice a week was insufficient for a couple of their age.

Rena buried her face in the pillow, lost in her thoughts, mirroring Waylen’s distracted state.

“What’s on your mind?”

Waylen leaned in, planting a tender kiss on her cheek.

Rena embraced him, her arms encircling his neck, and replied, “I’m thinking about what breakfast I’ll prepare for Alexis and Edwin tomorrow morning…”

Waylen gazed at her quietly, gently holding her slender waist.

Their Lovemaking came to an end.

Waylen got up to take a shower, while Rena lay on the bed, a sheen of sweat on her forehead.

From the bathroom, a slightly hoarse and muffled groan could be heard.

Rena was taken aback. Was Waylen… masturbating?

Was he unsatisfied with their earlier encounter?

As a wife, Rena knew it wasn’t appropriate to pry into his privacy; instead, she should uphold her husband’s dignity. Besides, after a tiring day, she felt exhausted. She adjusted her pajamas, pulled up the quilt and drifted off to sleep.

Half an hour later, Waylen emerged from the bathroom, naked.

Looking at the woman sleeping on the bed, his heart felt inexplicably complex. He yearned for her but, despite the apparent warmth of their embrace, he couldn’t escape the feeling of a Lack of reciprocation.

In the past six months, they hadn’t faced any major hardships.

Yet, something vital seemed to be missing.

Waylen didn’t want Rena to be exposed to second-hand smoke, so he retired to the study, lit a cigarette and smoked it leisurely.

He convinced himself that this life was satisfactory and that he should find contentment in it.

However, the void in his heart only seemed to grow Larger…

Late at night, the door creaked open.

Wearing a white nightdress, Alexis tiptoed in, clutching her comfort blanket in her arms. As soon as she arrived, she snuggled up to her father’s lap, seeking comfort.

Setting his worries aside, Waylen kissed his little girl and inquired, “What brings you here?”

“Edwin Evans snores so loudly.”

Waylen playfully pinched her cheek and asked, “Why do you call him Edwin Evans?”

Resting her head on Waylen’s arm, Alexis pulled the blanket over herself, closing her eyes. “Because he is the son of my great-uncle.”

Pride swelled in Waylen’s heart.

He showered his little girl with affectionate kisses and settled down on the sofa, cradling Alexis in his arms.

She playfully tickled her father, placing her feet on his belly, bringing a sense of joy amidst the complexities of his thoughts.

The next day, when Waylen woke up, the first thing he saw was Rena’s pretty face.

She was squatting beside the sofa, covering Alexis with a blanket.

he knew she heard him touching himself in the bathroom Last night that they both felt a bit awkward. But Rena still spoke to him in a gentle

her, but he

mouth and explained in a hoarse voice, “I was

it was just

didn’t press him further. She just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said, “I’m going

to leave, but Waylen grabbed her by the am. “Rena, I also

a while, she smiled at him and nodded, and he finally let

a little, only to realize that the man

refused to satisfy him due

If he told her what he really wanted, if he asked for it, would she

entered the kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his

and asked

kissed the dewy skin behind her ear and asked in a low, hoarse voice,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

away, but he wrapped

could tangibly feel his desire for her. She couldn’t help but recall how he had pleasured

Wasn’t that enough?

to school later, and you should get going to

excuse you can come up with. Rena, you’ve gotten used to fooling your husband, haven’t you? Now, you don’t care about me. The letter from

fear and blurted, “Rena,

taken aback

treated her with utmost

he was suddenly pining for her

it had become a luxury for people their age. She reminisced the times she was young and once desperately yearned for his

the tables had

he had aged

with their current

this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had exceeded

tugged at the corners of Rena’s lips. “Of course I do,” she

stared at her intently for a long time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to

formed on Rena’s

to catch up on her

a lot of reasons, but she didn’t give

Waylen’s expression darkened.

they travel together. In fact, she never expected anything

dawned on

just stared at her quietly, trying

a prolonged silence, he said, “Rena, let’s go see a

things as they were. Maybe he was sick, or maybe she was mentally ill. Either way, something was

turned around and continued to prepare

we good now? Isn’t this normal? Many couples go through stuff like

Waylen’s arms went slack.

said in a low voice, “Don’t compare us to

she was somewhat distant from him now. She treated him as though their relationship was meticulously arranged, flawless

now finally admitted that he

gentle and considerate as usual, perfectly playing the role of a good wife and mother in the following days. Of course, that included trying

tell that Rena was no longer as passionate

so enthusiastic, while she’d

man,

it showed that he couldn’t

their sex life gradually reduced from twice a week to once a

fortunately, the two children were

was likely depressed, but she refused to see a

utmost care, walking on

was afraid that she’d abandon him one day because of their

reunion, it was postponed for another month due to some unspecified reasons. By the time it was to be held, it was close

shopping with Cecilia

and moved out of

she remained oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason for moving

was because Mark had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that Cecilia took

shopping, they

there, which took them

Your skin looks even

to disclose her private

been so long since the last reunion. I wonder how everybody’s doing

she whispered in a hushed tone, “Remember Aline? She became the mistress of a coal

to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

in a long time now, and it almost

had to leave to pick up her son

had an afterschool activity that day, so Rena decided to stay a little longer in the mall before picking her daughter up. Thinking about the class reunion reminded her of the time she had lost her virginity to Waylen on the

their

memory, she felt a

asked him to pick Alexis up, saying she had to deal

her right away. He just

the end, he agreed to

to send her back. She wandered around aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly, she found

embrace of twilight, she gazed at the old Ferris wheel, lit up

welled up in her

night, she opened the door

same, aside from the empty spot where the Morning Dew piano used to sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness, Rena finally gathered the

on? Didn’t she love

the previous wedding ring, unwilling to take it

one who wanted to start over with him?

of the past, she found that she rejected the current Waylen. She didn’t treat him as her husband, but as

Was she really as cruel as

the apartment without moving

take a break from it all. At least here, she didn’t need to play the role of a good wife, and her true emotions bubbled up

cried silently in the dark, unending tears streaming down her

of a sudden, she heard the door unlock. It creaked open, and a beam of light from the

by the door, carrying a bag

“The kids are asleep. The servants at home can take care of them, so we can stay here for

anything. She just stared

the lights,

want him to see how

as Waylen closed the door, he walked towards her. He set down the food, sat down next to

was he who ignored her all this

gave birth to Alexis, she suffered from

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