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

his eyes on her, but he didn’t

a hoarse voice, “I was scared I’d

both knew it was just

stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said,

she stood up to leave, but Waylen grabbed her by the am.

while, she smiled at him

the study and pondered a little, only to realize that

refused to satisfy him due to

wanted, if he asked for it, would she really give it

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

behind and asked

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

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

to push him away, but he wrapped his arms

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

Wasn’t that enough?

to take Alexis to school later,

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

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

aback by his blunt

together, he had treated her with utmost

he was suddenly pining for her

work, but 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

now, the

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

content with their

this forever, but

Rena’s lips. “Of course I do,”

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

crease formed on Rena’s

to catch up on her piano

of reasons, but she didn’t give

Waylen’s expression darkened.

travel together. In fact, she never expected anything

a beat as the truth dawned on him. Maybe… She really didn’t Love him at

stared at her quietly, trying to

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

they were. Maybe he was sick, or maybe she was mentally ill. Either

Rena refused. She turned around and continued to

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

in a low

was with that “Waylen” in the past, so he could tell that she was somewhat distant from him now. She treated him

Waylen now finally admitted

still as gentle and considerate as usual, perfectly playing the role of a

that Rena was no longer as passionate whenever they had

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

a man, especially for

that he

reduced from twice a week

fortunately, the two children

that Rena was likely depressed, but she refused to see

he treated her with utmost care, walking on

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

to some unspecified reasons. By

Cecilia to prepare for the

independent and moved out

Cecilia’s true reason for

had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that Cecilia

they sat

into Vera there,

youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the last time we met. Or is it because you have a wonderful sex

her private affairs, so she

long since the last reunion. I wonder how

She became the mistress of

listened to her

Cecilia also remained silent.

long time now, and it almost felt surreal to be hearing about

Cecilia went ahead. Vera also had to leave

afterschool activity that day, so Rena decided to stay a little longer in the mall before picking her daughter up. Thinking

their

felt a sudden impulse to get

called Waylen and asked him to pick Alexis up, saying she had to deal

right away. He just stayed

he agreed to her

She wandered around aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly,

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

up in her

she opened the

spot where the Morning Dew piano used to sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness, Rena finally gathered the courage to ask herself what the

going on?

well, and she stubbornly wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling to take it

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

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

God. Was she really as cruel as

the apartment without

she was so exhausted that she needed to take a break from it all. At least here, she didn’t need to

cried silently in the dark, unending tears streaming down her

creaked open, and a beam of light from

head and found her husband standing by the door, carrying a bag of takeout food. She

can take care of

say anything. She just stared at him

on the lights, but Rena

how fragile she was at

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

ignored her all

she gave birth to Alexis, she suffered from

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