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

he didn’t answer her for a

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

knew it was just

just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and

up to leave, but Waylen grabbed her by the am. “Rena, I also want

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

a little, only to

to satisfy

he really wanted, if he asked for it, would

making breakfast, Waylen entered the kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt

from behind and asked her for

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

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

push him away, but he wrapped

tangibly feel his desire for her. She

Wasn’t that enough?

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

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

fear and

was taken aback

together, he had treated her

was suddenly pining

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

now, the tables

handsome face. Over the years, he had aged gracefully, and she could feel his

content with their current

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

the corners of Rena’s lips. “Of

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

crease formed on Rena’s

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

reasons, but she didn’t give

Waylen’s expression darkened.

travel together. In fact, she

as the truth dawned on him. Maybe… She

quietly,

he said,

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

Rena refused. She turned around and continued

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

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

past, so he could tell that she was somewhat distant

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.

still tell that Rena was no longer as passionate whenever

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

frustrating for a man, especially for a

showed that he couldn’t make her happy

life gradually reduced from twice a week to once a

was, fortunately, the two children

that Rena was likely depressed, but she

treated her with utmost care, walking on eggshells every single

abandon him one

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

with Cecilia to prepare for

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

oblivious to Cecilia’s

once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that Cecilia

they

into Vera there,

youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the last time we met. Or is it because you have a

her private affairs, so she

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

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 her

Cecilia also remained silent.

hadn’t heard Harold’s name in a long time now, and it almost felt surreal to be hearing about him

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

so Rena decided to stay a little longer in the mall before picking 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

their first

the memory, she felt a sudden impulse to get

called Waylen and asked him to pick Alexis

right away. He just stayed

the end, he

didn’t ask the chauffeur to send her back. She wandered around aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly, she found herself in their old neighborhood. Their previous apartment was only

the old Ferris

welled up in

the door to the old

sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness, Rena finally

on? Didn’t she

she stubbornly wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling

start over with him? So why

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 and remembered

really as cruel

sat in the apartment without moving

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 true emotions

She cried silently in the dark,

sudden, she heard the door unlock. It creaked open,

raised her head and found her husband standing by the door, carrying a bag of takeout

home can take care of them, so we

anything. She just stared at

lights, but Rena quickly

see how

the food, sat down next to

ignored her

to Alexis, she suffered

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