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.

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

but he didn’t answer

mouth and explained in a

both knew it

further. She just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and

grabbed her by the am. “Rena,

she smiled at him and nodded, and

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

to satisfy him due to

he really wanted, if he

kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and

and asked her for a

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

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

push him away, but he wrapped his arms around

that she 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

me off with whatever 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

he couldn’t contain his fear and blurted, “Rena, do you still love

taken aback

he had treated her with utmost care and never

he was suddenly pining for her

work, but Love wasn’t one of them, and it had become a

the

Over the years, he had aged gracefully, and she could feel his warmth at her

content with their current

this forever,

Rena’s

Jazlyn to free up my schedule. Let’s go on

crease formed

protested. “And she needs to catch up on her piano lessons. Marcus’ still too young,

lot of reasons, but she didn’t give him a definitive

Waylen’s expression darkened.

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

truth dawned on him. Maybe… She really didn’t Love him

stared at her quietly, trying

said,

were. Maybe he was sick, or maybe she was mentally

around and

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

behind her and said in a

she was somewhat distant

after their reconciliation, Waylen now finally

a good wife and mother in the following days. Of course,

could still tell that Rena was no

while she’d just humor him without any

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

showed that he couldn’t make her

reduced from twice a week to

was, fortunately, the two children were

Rena was likely depressed, but she refused to

he treated her with utmost care, walking on eggshells every

she’d abandon him one day because of their

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

with Cecilia to prepare for the

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

oblivious to Cecilia’s

Mark had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that Cecilia took it

shopping, they sat down

they ran into Vera there, which took them by

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

didn’t want to disclose her private affairs, so

reference to the reunion, Vera sighed. “It’s been so long

tone, “Remember Aline? She became the mistress of a coal magnate, eventually replacing the bastard’s

to

Cecilia also remained silent.

hadn’t heard Harold’s name in a long time now, and

coffee, Cecilia went ahead. Vera also had to

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

their

she felt a

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

didn’t answer her right

he agreed to her

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

Ferris wheel, lit up with neon lights that shone brightly in the

welled up in

the

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

was going on? Didn’t she love

the previous wedding

one who wanted to start over with him? So why did she refuse to

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

Was she really

the apartment without moving

take a break from it all. At least here,

silently in the dark, unending

door unlock. It creaked open, and a

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

softly, “The kids are asleep. The servants at home can take care

She just stared

to turn on the lights, but

see how fragile she was

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

ignored

to Alexis, she suffered from

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