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

on her, but he didn’t answer her for

and explained in a hoarse voice, “I was scared

it

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

grabbed her by the am. “Rena,

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

of the study and pondered a little, only to realize

satisfy

If he told her what he really wanted, if he asked for

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

and asked

her ear and asked in a low,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

to push him away, but he wrapped his arms

other that she could tangibly feel his desire

Wasn’t that enough?

to school later, and you should get going

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

and blurted,

aback by his blunt

got back together, he had treated her with utmost care and never required

was suddenly

were plenty of things 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 age. She reminisced the times she was young

the tables

gently caressed his handsome face. Over the years, he had

content with

forever, but

faint smile tugged at the corners of Rena’s lips.

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

crease formed

catch up on her piano lessons. Marcus’

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

Waylen’s expression darkened.

expected that he’d propose they travel together.

a beat as the truth dawned on him. Maybe… She really didn’t Love him

stared at her quietly, trying

said, “Rena, let’s

they were. Maybe he was sick, or maybe

She turned around and continued to

this normal? Many couples go

Waylen’s arms went slack.

in a low voice, “Don’t compare us to other

was somewhat distant from

finally

considerate as usual, perfectly playing the role of a good wife and mother in the following days. Of course, that included trying her best

still tell that Rena was no longer as passionate whenever

enthusiastic, while she’d just humor

frustrating for a man, especially for

he couldn’t

sex life gradually reduced from twice a

life was, fortunately,

that Rena was likely depressed, but

care,

that she’d abandon him one

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

with Cecilia

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

Cecilia’s true

Mark had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that Cecilia

shopping, they sat down for

into Vera there, which took

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

didn’t want to disclose her private affairs,

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

and she whispered in a hushed tone, “Remember Aline? She became the mistress of a coal magnate, eventually replacing the bastard’s first wife. She’s become complacent now. Oh, and Harold’s still alone!

to

Cecilia also remained silent.

a long time now, and it almost felt surreal to be

ahead. Vera also had to leave

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

remembered their first time

felt a

him to pick Alexis up, saying she had

her right away. He just stayed

end, he agreed to her

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

Ferris wheel, lit up with neon lights that shone brightly in the

welled up

night, she opened the door to the old

down

on? Didn’t she love

treated her well, and she stubbornly wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling to take it

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

husband, but as a

God. Was she really as cruel as

sat in the apartment without

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

silently in the

creaked open, and a

raised her head and found her husband standing by the door, carrying a bag of takeout food. She didn’t know what

kids are asleep. The servants at home can take

anything. She just stared at him

to turn on the lights, but Rena quickly

him to see how

walked towards her. He set down the food, sat down next to her, and

was he who ignored her all

she gave birth to Alexis, she suffered from

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