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.

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

he didn’t answer her

opened his mouth and explained in a hoarse voice, “I was scared

it was just

Alexis’

up to leave, but Waylen grabbed her

while, she smiled at him

a little, only to realize that the man seemed to be having a

refused to satisfy him due

if he asked for it, would she really give

was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly refreshing scent

and asked her for

behind her ear and asked in a

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

tried to push him away, but he wrapped

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

Wasn’t that enough?

to school later, and you should get going to work,

you don’t care about me. The letter from Mavis, me

couldn’t contain his fear and blurted, “Rena,

taken aback by

had treated her with utmost care and never required anything

suddenly pining for her

it had become a luxury for people

the tables had

Over the years, he had aged gracefully, and

was content with

this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness

the corners of Rena’s

to free up

crease formed on Rena’s

protested. “And she needs to catch up on her piano

a lot of reasons, but

Waylen’s expression darkened.

that he’d propose they travel together.

a beat as the truth dawned on

just stared at her quietly,

a prolonged silence, he said,

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

Rena refused. She turned around and continued

this normal? Many couples go through stuff

Waylen’s arms went slack.

a low voice, “Don’t compare

he could tell that she was somewhat distant from him now. She treated him as though their relationship was meticulously arranged,

months after their reconciliation, Waylen now finally admitted that

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

Rena was no

while she’d just humor

a man, especially for a proud

he couldn’t

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

as their life was, fortunately, the two

Rena was likely depressed,

treated her with utmost care, walking on eggshells every

was afraid that she’d abandon him one

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

went shopping with Cecilia to prepare for

earning a lot now. She slowly became financially independent and moved out of the Fowler family’s house with

to Cecilia’s true reason

because Mark had once proclaimed that he Liked

after shopping, they

they ran into Vera there, which took them

looked at her old friend from head to toe and sighed. “Have you found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even

want to disclose her private affairs, so she

sighed. “It’s been so long since the last

“Remember Aline? She became the mistress of a coal magnate, eventually replacing the bastard’s first wife. She’s become complacent now. Oh, and

listened 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 hearing

to leave to pick up her

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

remembered their first

memory, she felt a sudden impulse to

to pick Alexis up, saying she had to

her right away. He just stayed

he agreed to

back. She wandered around aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly, she found herself in their old neighborhood. Their previous

old Ferris

up

she opened the door

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

going on? Didn’t

she stubbornly wore the

one who wanted to start over with him? So why

as a mere tool to remind her

Was she really as cruel

sat in the apartment without moving all

all. At least here, she didn’t

She cried silently in the dark, unending tears streaming

sudden, she heard the door unlock. It creaked open, and

and found her husband standing by the door, carrying a bag of takeout food. She didn’t know what it

servants at home can take care of them,

anything. She just stared at him

lights, but Rena quickly

didn’t want him to see how fragile she

the door, he walked towards her. He set down the food, sat down next to her, and

was he who ignored

she gave birth to Alexis, she

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