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.

it was 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,

eyes on her, but he didn’t

mouth and explained in a hoarse voice, “I was scared

knew it was just

further. She just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said,

Waylen grabbed her by the am. “Rena,

After a while, she smiled at

the study and pondered a little, only to realize

to satisfy him due to his

wanted, if he asked for

dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly refreshing scent of aftershave filling her

from behind and asked her for

her ear and asked in a low, hoarse

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

tried to push him away, but he

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?

take Alexis to school later, and you

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

couldn’t contain his fear and

was taken aback

reconciled and got back together, he had treated her with utmost

was suddenly pining

through hard work, but Love wasn’t one of them, and it had

now, the tables

he had

content with

they could live like this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had

tugged at the corners of Rena’s

stared at her intently for a long time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to free

crease formed on Rena’s

has classes,” she protested. “And she needs to catch up on her

but she

Waylen’s expression darkened.

propose they travel together. In fact, she never expected

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

at her quietly, trying to read her

he said, “Rena, let’s go see a

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

refused. She turned around and continued to prepare

Isn’t this normal? Many couples go through stuff like

Waylen’s arms went slack.

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

was somewhat distant from him now. She treated him as though their relationship was meticulously arranged,

after their reconciliation, Waylen now finally

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 her best

that Rena was no longer

she’d just humor him without any

this was frustrating for a man, especially for a proud one

he couldn’t make her happy

reduced from twice a week to once

their life was, fortunately,

Rena was likely depressed, but she refused to see

care, walking on eggshells every

abandon him one day

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

went shopping with Cecilia to prepare

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

Cecilia’s true reason

had once proclaimed that he Liked

they sat down for

ran into Vera there, which took them by

head to toe and sighed. “Have you found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than

want to disclose her private affairs, so

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

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

to her

Cecilia also remained silent.

now, and

ahead. Vera also had to leave to

daughter up. Thinking about the class reunion reminded her

their

she felt a sudden

called Waylen and asked him to pick Alexis up,

her right

he agreed

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

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

welled up in her

night, she opened the door to

the 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

was going on? Didn’t

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

wasn’t she the one who wanted to start over with

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 man she loved, the man who didn’t lose his memory

she really as cruel as

the apartment

exhausted that she needed to take a break from it all. At least here, she didn’t need to play the role of a good wife, and her

in the dark, unending

heard the door unlock. It creaked open, and a

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

servants at home can take care of

anything. She just stared at him

out to turn on the lights, but Rena quickly stopped him.

how fragile she was at

down the food, sat

ignored her all this

she gave birth to Alexis, she suffered from

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