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.

in the bathroom Last night that they both felt a bit awkward. But Rena still spoke to him in a gentle

his eyes on her, but he didn’t answer her for a long

explained in a hoarse voice, “I was scared I’d wake

both knew it

just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said, “I’m going to make

up to leave, but Waylen grabbed

a while, she smiled

only

she refused to satisfy him

really wanted, if he asked for it, would she

Waylen entered the kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored

Rena from behind and asked her for a

ear and asked in a low,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

to push him away, but he wrapped his

other that she could tangibly feel his desire for her. She couldn’t help but recall how he

Wasn’t that enough?

Alexis to school later, and you should get

husband, haven’t you? Now, you don’t care about me. The letter from Mavis, me touching myself… You didn’t ask anything because you just don’t care anymore. You never call me even when I attend social engagements and

fear and

was taken aback by his

they reconciled and got back together, he had treated her with utmost care

suddenly pining for

Love wasn’t one of them, and it had become a luxury for people their age. She reminisced the times she was young and once desperately yearned for

the tables had

his handsome face. Over the years, he had aged gracefully, and she could feel

was content with their

could live like this forever, but his unrelenting

Rena’s lips. “Of course I do,”

at her intently for a long time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to free up my schedule. Let’s go

formed on

classes,” she protested. “And she needs to catch up on her piano lessons.

a lot of reasons, but she

Waylen’s expression darkened.

expected that he’d propose they travel together. In

as the truth dawned on

stared at her quietly,

said, “Rena, let’s go

accept things as they were. Maybe he was sick, or maybe

around and continued to prepare

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

stood behind her and said in a low

could tell that she was somewhat distant from him now. She treated him

Waylen now finally admitted that he

and considerate as usual, perfectly playing the role of a good wife and mother in the following days. Of

Rena was no longer as

be so enthusiastic, while she’d just humor him without

this was frustrating for a man, especially for a proud one

showed that he couldn’t make her

her, their sex life gradually reduced from twice a

their life was, fortunately,

knew that Rena was likely depressed,

her with utmost care, walking on eggshells every single

him one

unspecified reasons. By the time it was

went shopping with Cecilia to prepare

Cecilia was earning a lot now. She slowly became financially independent and moved out of

Cecilia’s true reason for

that he Liked

shopping, they sat down

into Vera there, which took them

“Have you found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks

to disclose her private

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

Aline? She became the mistress of a coal magnate, eventually replacing the bastard’s first wife. She’s become

to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

hadn’t heard Harold’s name in a long time now, and it almost felt surreal to be

Cecilia went ahead. Vera also had to leave to pick up her

longer in the mall before picking her daughter up. Thinking about the class reunion reminded her of the time

remembered their first

by the memory, she felt a

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

didn’t answer her right away. He just

end, he agreed

ask the chauffeur to send her back. She wandered around aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly, she found herself in their old neighborhood. Their previous apartment was only two blocks

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

up

the door

aside from the empty spot where the Morning Dew piano used to sit. Sitting down on

was going on? Didn’t

her well, and she stubbornly wore the previous

start over with him? So

past, she found that she rejected the current Waylen. She didn’t treat him as her husband, but as a mere tool to remind her of the man she loved, the man who

God. Was she really as cruel as

the apartment without moving all

so exhausted that she needed to take a break from it all. At least here, she

cried. She cried silently in the dark, unending tears streaming

door unlock. It creaked open, and a beam of light from

her head and found her husband standing by the door, carrying a

can take care of them, so

She just stared

to turn on the lights, but Rena quickly stopped him.

want him to see how fragile she

her. He set down the food, sat down next to

who ignored her all this

she gave birth to Alexis, she suffered from postpartum

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