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.

night 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

on her, but he

a hoarse voice,

both knew it was just an

just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said,

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

first. After a while, she smiled at him

a little, only to realize that the man seemed

refused to satisfy

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

nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly refreshing scent of aftershave filling

and asked her

in a low, hoarse voice, “You

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

but he

could tangibly feel his desire for her. She

Wasn’t that enough?

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

was unwilling to set her free. “You can keep blowing 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

fear and blurted, “Rena,

aback

treated her with utmost care and never required anything of

was suddenly pining for

it had become a luxury for people their age. She reminisced the times

now, the tables

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

content with their current

live like this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had exceeded her

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

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

formed on

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

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

Waylen’s expression darkened.

never expected that he’d propose they travel together.

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

just stared at her quietly, trying to

said, “Rena, let’s

he was sick, or maybe she

She turned around and continued to prepare

good now? Isn’t this normal? Many

Waylen’s arms went slack.

stood behind her and said in a

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

finally admitted that he

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

Waylen could still tell that Rena was no longer as

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

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

he

reduced from twice a week to once

was, fortunately, the two

depressed, but she refused to see

care, walking on eggshells

that she’d abandon him one day because of

some unspecified reasons. By the time it

with Cecilia to prepare for

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

oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason for

that he Liked independent women that Cecilia

after shopping, they

Vera there, which took them

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

want to disclose her private affairs,

so long since the last reunion. I wonder how everybody’s

the mistress of a

listened to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

and it

Cecilia went ahead. Vera also had to leave to pick

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

always remembered their first time

the memory, she felt a sudden impulse

called Waylen and asked him to pick Alexis up, saying

didn’t answer her right away. He

the end, he agreed to

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

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

welled up

opened the door to the

sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness, Rena finally gathered the courage to ask herself

was going on? Didn’t

her well, and she stubbornly wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling

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

as a mere tool to remind her of the man she loved, the man who didn’t lose his

really as cruel

sat in the apartment

take a break from it all. At least here, she didn’t need to

cried silently in the dark, unending tears streaming down

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

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

home can take care of them, so we

anything. She

turn on the lights, but Rena quickly stopped him.

to see how fragile she

down the food, sat down next to her, and hugged her tightly.

he who ignored her all

to Alexis, she suffered from postpartum

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