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.

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

but he didn’t

mouth and explained in a hoarse voice, “I

it

didn’t press him further. She just stroked Alexis’ head

stood up to leave, but Waylen grabbed her by the am. “Rena, I also

at first. After a while, she smiled at him

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

satisfy him due to

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

crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his

behind and asked her for a

and asked in a low, hoarse voice,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

away, but he wrapped

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

Wasn’t that enough?

have to take Alexis to school later, and you should get going

your husband, haven’t you? Now, you don’t care about me. The letter from Mavis, me touching myself… You didn’t ask

and blurted,

aback by his

together, he had treated her with utmost care

he was suddenly pining for her

of things in life 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 the times

the

years, he had aged gracefully, and she could feel his

with

forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had

corners of Rena’s lips. “Of course I do,”

for a long time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to free up my schedule. Let’s go on a family

formed on

she needs to catch up on her piano lessons. Marcus’ still

but she didn’t give

Waylen’s expression darkened.

he’d propose they travel together. In fact, she

skipped a beat as the truth dawned on him. Maybe…

her quietly, trying to read her

silence, he said, “Rena, let’s go see

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

Rena refused. She turned around and continued to

this normal? Many couples go through

Waylen’s arms went slack.

behind her and said in a

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

months after their reconciliation, Waylen now finally admitted that he

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

was no longer as passionate whenever

he’d be so enthusiastic, while she’d just humor him

for a man, especially for a

that he couldn’t

life gradually reduced from twice a week to

fortunately, the two children

knew that Rena was likely depressed, but

with utmost care, walking on eggshells every

that she’d abandon him one day

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

Cecilia to prepare

independent and moved out of

oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason for moving

once proclaimed that he Liked independent women

after shopping, they sat down

they ran into Vera there, which took

you found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the

her private affairs,

sighed. “It’s been so long since the last reunion. I wonder how

took on a gossipy look and she whispered in a hushed tone, “Remember Aline? She became the mistress of a coal magnate,

listened to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

Harold’s name in a long time now, and it almost felt surreal to

ahead. Vera also had to leave to pick up her son from

her daughter up. Thinking about the class reunion

always remembered their first time

felt a sudden

Alexis up, saying she had to deal with

her right away. He

end, he agreed to

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

embrace of twilight, she gazed at the old Ferris wheel, lit up with neon lights that shone brightly in

up in her

the door

sit. Sitting down on the

on? Didn’t she

well, and she stubbornly wore the previous wedding

to start over with him? So why did

him as her husband, but as a mere tool to remind her of the man she loved, the man who didn’t lose his memory and remembered everything

she really as cruel

in the apartment without moving all

was because she was so exhausted that she needed to take a break from it all. At least here, she didn’t need to play the role of a good

cried. She cried silently in the

she heard the door unlock. It creaked open,

a bag of takeout food. She

are asleep. The servants at home can take care of them, so we can stay here

didn’t say anything. She

the lights, but Rena quickly stopped

see how fragile she

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

was he who ignored her

Alexis, she suffered from postpartum

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