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.

they both felt a bit awkward. But Rena still spoke to him in a gentle and considerate manner, “Why

he

a hoarse voice, “I was scared

both knew it was just an

Alexis’ head tenderly and said, “I’m going

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

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

out of the study and pondered a little, only to

she refused to satisfy him

really wanted, if he asked for it,

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

from behind and asked her for a

her ear and asked in

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

push him away, but he wrapped his arms around her

to each other that she could tangibly feel his desire for her. She couldn’t

Wasn’t that enough?

to school later, and you should

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

and blurted, “Rena, do

aback by his

had treated her with utmost care and never

he was suddenly pining for

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 she was young and

now, the tables had

he had aged gracefully, and she

was content with their

live like this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had exceeded

corners of Rena’s lips. “Of course I

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

formed

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

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

Waylen’s expression darkened.

expected that he’d propose they travel together. In fact,

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

just stared at her quietly, trying to read her

he said, “Rena, let’s go see

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

around and continued to prepare

this normal? Many couples go through stuff like

Waylen’s arms went slack.

behind her and said in a low

he could tell that she was somewhat distant from him

Waylen now finally admitted that he didn’t really claim

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

could still tell that Rena was no

she’d

was frustrating for a man, especially for a proud one

he

to force her, their sex life gradually reduced from twice a

life was, fortunately, the two children were

likely depressed, but she refused to

utmost care, walking on

she’d abandon him one day because of

the reunion, it was postponed for another month due to some unspecified reasons. By the time it was to be held,

Cecilia to prepare for

was earning a lot now. She slowly became financially independent and moved out of

oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason for moving

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

after shopping, they

Vera there, which took them

head to toe and sighed. “Have you found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the last time we met. Or is it because

want to disclose her private affairs,

the reunion, Vera sighed. “It’s been so long since the last reunion.

a hushed tone, “Remember Aline? She became the mistress of

to

Cecilia also remained silent.

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

to leave to pick up her son from

up. Thinking about the class reunion reminded her of the time she had lost her virginity to Waylen on the

their first

felt a sudden impulse

and asked him to pick Alexis up,

didn’t answer her right away. He just

he agreed to her

around aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly,

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

up

she opened the door

same, aside from the empty 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

going on?

and she stubbornly wore the previous wedding ring,

wasn’t she the one who wanted to start over with him? So why did she

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

God. Was she really as

apartment

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

silently in the dark, unending tears streaming

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

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

The servants at home can take care

anything. She

the lights, but Rena

didn’t want him to see how

Waylen closed the door, he walked towards her. He set down the food, sat down

ignored her all

to Alexis, she suffered

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