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.

that they both felt a bit awkward. But Rena still spoke to him in a gentle and considerate manner, “Why did you sleep in the study with

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

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

knew it was just an

further. She just stroked Alexis’ head

to leave, but Waylen grabbed

respond at first. After a while, she smiled at him and nodded, and he

walked out of the study and pondered a little, only to realize that the man seemed to

refused to satisfy him due

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

entered the kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly refreshing scent of aftershave filling her nose as he

Rena from behind and asked her for a morning

skin behind her ear and asked in a low, hoarse voice, “You heard me Last

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

to push him away, but he wrapped

his desire for her. She couldn’t help but recall how he had

Wasn’t that enough?

later, and

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 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

fear and blurted, “Rena, do you still love

taken aback by

got back together, he had treated her with utmost care and never required anything of

was suddenly

that could be attained through hard work, but Love wasn’t one of them, and it had become a luxury for people their age. She reminisced

now, the tables had

face. Over the years, he had aged gracefully, and she

with their current

like this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness

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

intently for a long time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to free up my

crease formed on Rena’s

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

lot of reasons, but she didn’t

Waylen’s expression darkened.

he’d propose they travel together. In fact, she never expected anything

on him. Maybe… She really didn’t Love him at

quietly,

he said, “Rena, let’s go

sick, or maybe she was mentally ill. Either way, something

refused. She turned around and

this normal? Many

Waylen’s arms went slack.

and said in a low voice, “Don’t

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

Waylen now finally admitted that he

to his perseverance, Rena was still as gentle and considerate as usual, perfectly playing the role of a good wife and mother in the

still tell that Rena was no longer as passionate whenever they had

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

frustrating for a man, especially for a proud

that he couldn’t

gradually reduced from twice a week to once

as their life was, fortunately,

was likely depressed, but she refused

her with utmost care, walking on

that she’d abandon him

was postponed for another month due to some unspecified

with Cecilia to prepare for

slowly became financially independent and moved out of the Fowler family’s house with Edwin. Rena was taken aback

she remained oblivious to Cecilia’s

he Liked independent women that

after shopping, they sat down

ran into Vera there, which took them

from head to toe and sighed. “Have you found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the last

her private affairs, so she

“It’s been so long since the last

mistress of a coal magnate, eventually replacing the bastard’s first wife. She’s become complacent now.

listened to

Cecilia also remained silent.

long time now, and it almost felt surreal to be

had to leave to pick up her son

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 night of their last

their first

felt a sudden impulse to

called Waylen and asked him to pick Alexis

her right away. He just

the end, he agreed

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

the old Ferris wheel, lit up with neon lights

up in

the door to the old

used to sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed in

on? Didn’t she

wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling to

wanted to start over with him? So why did she

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

really

sat in the apartment without

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

silently in the

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

door, carrying a bag of takeout food. She didn’t know what it was, but

The servants at home can take care of them, so we can stay

didn’t say anything. She

out to turn on the lights, but Rena quickly

to see how fragile

set down the

he who ignored

Alexis,

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