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.

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

but he didn’t

a hoarse

it was just

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

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

didn’t respond at first. After a while, she smiled at

of the study and pondered a little, only

to satisfy

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

entered the kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly refreshing scent of aftershave filling

and asked

the dewy skin behind her ear and asked in a low, hoarse voice, “You

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

but he wrapped

his desire for her. She couldn’t help but recall how he had pleasured himself last

Wasn’t that enough?

to school later, and you should get going to work,

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 call me even when I attend social engagements

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

taken aback by

got back together, he had treated

he was suddenly pining for her

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

now, the tables

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

content with their current

this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had

at the corners of Rena’s lips. “Of

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

formed

catch up on her piano lessons. Marcus’ still too young,

reasons, but she didn’t give him

Waylen’s expression darkened.

travel together. In fact, she never expected anything from

dawned on him. Maybe… She really didn’t

just stared at her quietly, trying to

silence, he said, “Rena, let’s go

or maybe she was mentally ill. Either way, something was terribly wrong with their

turned around and continued to prepare

normal? Many couples go through stuff like

Waylen’s arms went slack.

her and said in a low

she was somewhat

after their reconciliation, Waylen now finally admitted that

his perseverance, Rena 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 included trying

Waylen could still tell that Rena was no longer as passionate whenever they had

while she’d just humor

was frustrating for a man,

it showed that he

their sex life gradually reduced from twice a week to once

life was, fortunately,

Rena was likely depressed,

her with utmost care,

him one day because of their

was postponed for another month due to some unspecified

with Cecilia to prepare for

slowly became financially independent and moved out of the Fowler family’s house with Edwin. Rena was taken aback by Cecilia’s

Cecilia’s

once proclaimed that he Liked independent

shopping, they

Vera there,

skin looks even more dewy than the last time we met. Or is it because

her private affairs,

been so long since the last reunion.

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

listened to her

Cecilia also remained silent.

name in a long time now, and

Cecilia went ahead. Vera also had to leave to pick up her

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

their first

by the memory, she felt a sudden impulse to

him to pick Alexis up, saying she had

right away. He just stayed

end, he agreed to her

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

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

welled up in

the door to the old

Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness, Rena

was going on? Didn’t she love

wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling to take

start over with him? So why did she refuse

with bittersweet memories of 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

she really

apartment without moving

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

in the dark, unending tears streaming down

It creaked open, and a

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

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

anything. She just stared

out to turn on the lights, but Rena quickly

to see how fragile she

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

who ignored her

birth to Alexis, she suffered from postpartum

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