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 to him in a gentle and considerate manner, “Why did you sleep

eyes on her, but he didn’t answer her

he opened his mouth and explained in a hoarse voice, “I was scared I’d

both knew it was just an

She just stroked Alexis’ head

up to leave, but Waylen grabbed her

smiled at him and

out of the study and pondered a little, only to realize that

she refused to satisfy him due

wanted, if he

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

and asked her for a morning

and asked in a low, hoarse voice,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

to push him away, but he wrapped

feel his desire for her. She

Wasn’t that enough?

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

you’ve gotten used to fooling your husband, haven’t you? Now, you don’t care about me.

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

aback by

together, he had treated

suddenly

wasn’t one of them, and it had become a luxury for people their age. She reminisced the times she was young and

the tables had

years, he had

with

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

at the corners of Rena’s

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

crease formed on

catch up on her piano lessons.

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

Waylen’s expression darkened.

together. In fact, she never expected

on him. Maybe… She really

her quietly, trying

silence, he said,

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

turned around and continued

now? Isn’t this normal?

Waylen’s arms went slack.

and said 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 as though their relationship was

finally

a good wife and mother in

that Rena was no longer as passionate whenever they

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

frustrating for a man, especially for a

showed that he couldn’t make

life gradually reduced from twice a week to once a

was, fortunately,

was likely depressed, but she refused

with utmost care,

afraid that she’d abandon him one

unspecified reasons. By the time it was to be held, it was

Cecilia to prepare for the

model, Cecilia was earning a lot now. She slowly became financially independent and moved out of the Fowler family’s house

she remained oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason for

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

shopping, they sat down

there, which took them

found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the last time we met. Or is it

didn’t want to disclose her private affairs, so

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

in a hushed tone, “Remember Aline? She became the mistress of a coal magnate, eventually

listened to

Cecilia also remained silent.

now, and

Cecilia went ahead. Vera also had to

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

always remembered their

memory, she felt a

to pick Alexis up, saying she had to

her right away. He just stayed

end, he agreed

along the streets. Suddenly, she found herself in their old neighborhood. Their

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

up

night, she opened the door to the old

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

was going on? Didn’t she love

stubbornly wore the previous wedding

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

didn’t treat 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 about

she really as cruel

the apartment without

least here, she didn’t need to play the role of a good wife, and

silently in the dark, unending tears streaming

creaked open, and a beam of light from the

her husband standing by the door, carrying a bag of takeout food. She didn’t know what it was, but it

can take

say anything. She just stared

lights, but Rena quickly stopped him.

how fragile she was at that

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

he who ignored her all this

to Alexis, she suffered from postpartum

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