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 did you

fixed his eyes on her, but he didn’t answer her for a

explained in a hoarse voice, “I was scared I’d wake

it was just

him further. She just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said, “I’m going to make

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

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

walked out of the study and pondered a little, only to realize that the man seemed to be having

satisfy him due to

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

was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his

hugged Rena from behind and asked her for

behind her ear and asked in a low, hoarse voice, “You heard me Last

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 help but recall how he had pleasured himself

Wasn’t that enough?

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

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 myself… You didn’t ask anything because you just don’t care anymore. You never

he couldn’t contain his fear and

aback by

treated her with utmost care and

he was suddenly

of them, and it had become a luxury for people their age. She reminisced the times she was young and

now, the

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

was content with

this forever,

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

time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to free up my schedule.

crease formed on Rena’s

protested. “And she needs to catch up on her piano

of reasons, but

Waylen’s expression darkened.

expected that he’d propose they travel together. In fact, she never

beat as the truth dawned on him. Maybe… She

at her quietly, trying to

said, “Rena, let’s

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

Rena refused. She turned around

now? Isn’t this normal? Many couples

Waylen’s arms went slack.

stood behind her and said in a low voice, “Don’t compare

tell that she was somewhat distant from

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 and mother in the following days. Of course, that

could still tell that Rena was no

enthusiastic, while she’d just humor him

for a man, especially for a proud one like

showed that he couldn’t make her

her, their sex life gradually reduced from twice a week to once a

was, fortunately, the two children were

depressed,

care, walking on eggshells every

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

month due to some unspecified reasons. By the time it was to

with Cecilia to

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

remained oblivious to Cecilia’s true

Mark had once proclaimed that he

shopping, they

into Vera there, which

old friend from 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

her private affairs, so she just

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

became the mistress of a coal magnate, eventually replacing the bastard’s first wife. She’s become complacent now.

listened to her

Cecilia also remained silent.

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

ahead. Vera also had to leave

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

their first

she felt a sudden impulse to get

pick Alexis up, saying

her right away.

he agreed to her

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

the embrace of twilight, she gazed at the old Ferris wheel,

up in her

opened the door to the old

the same, aside from the empty spot where the Morning Dew piano used to sit. Sitting down on the sofa,

going on?

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

the one who wanted to start over with him? So

the current Waylen. She 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

she really as

apartment without moving

that she needed to take a break from it all. At least here, she didn’t need to play the role

the dark, unending

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

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

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

didn’t say anything. She just stared at him

out to turn on the lights, but Rena quickly stopped him. “No,

see how fragile

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

was he who ignored her all

birth to Alexis, she suffered from postpartum

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