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.

Last night that they both felt a bit awkward. But Rena still spoke to him in a gentle and

fixed his eyes on her, but he didn’t

his mouth and explained in a

it

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

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

a while, she smiled

pondered a little, only

to satisfy him due to

he asked for it, would she

dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly refreshing

behind and asked her for a morning

ear and asked in a

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

him away, but he wrapped his arms around her

were so close to each other that she could tangibly feel his desire

Wasn’t that enough?

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

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

his fear and blurted, “Rena, do

was taken aback

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

suddenly pining for

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 and

now, the

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

content with

like this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had

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

time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to free

crease formed on

needs to catch up on her piano lessons. Marcus’

but she didn’t

Waylen’s expression darkened.

propose they travel together. In fact, she never expected

dawned on him. Maybe…

stared at her quietly, trying to read

a prolonged silence, he said, “Rena, let’s go see

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

turned around and continued to prepare

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

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

that “Waylen” in the past, so he could tell that she was somewhat distant from him now. She treated him as though their relationship was meticulously

reconciliation, Waylen now finally admitted that he didn’t really

it to his perseverance, Rena was still as gentle and considerate as usual, perfectly playing the role of a

that Rena was no longer as

be so enthusiastic, while she’d just

for a man, especially for a proud

he couldn’t make her happy

to force her, their sex life gradually reduced

was, fortunately, the

depressed, but she refused

care, walking

him one day because of

due to some unspecified reasons.

went shopping with Cecilia

a prominent model, Cecilia was earning a lot now. She slowly became financially independent and moved out of the Fowler family’s house with Edwin. Rena was taken aback by Cecilia’s decision, finding

to Cecilia’s true reason for

had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women

shopping, they sat down

into Vera there, which took them

looked at her 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.

want to disclose her private affairs, so

to the reunion, Vera sighed. “It’s been so long since the last reunion. I wonder how everybody’s

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

to her

Cecilia also remained silent.

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

also had to leave to pick up her

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

their first

memory, she felt a sudden impulse to

and asked him to pick Alexis

right

end, he agreed to

send her back. She wandered around aimlessly along 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 in the

up

the door to the old

to sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness, Rena finally gathered the courage to ask herself what the

on? Didn’t she love

wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling to take it

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

current Waylen. She didn’t treat him as her husband, but as a mere tool to remind her

God. Was she really as cruel

sat in the apartment

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

She cried silently in the dark, unending tears

creaked open, and a beam of light

her husband standing by the door, carrying a bag of

servants at home can take care

say anything. She just stared

lights, but Rena quickly stopped him. “No,

to see how fragile she was at that

He set down the food, sat down next to her, and hugged her

he who ignored her all this

gave birth to Alexis, she suffered from

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