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.

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

on her, but he

his mouth and explained in a hoarse voice, “I was scared I’d wake

knew it was just

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

leave, but Waylen grabbed her by

she smiled at him and

out of the study and pondered a little, only to realize that the man seemed to be

to satisfy him due

he really wanted, if he

in a crisp shirt and tailored

hugged Rena from behind and asked her for

skin behind her ear and asked in

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

to push him away, but he wrapped his arms

other that she could tangibly feel his desire for her. She

Wasn’t that enough?

later, and you should get going to work,

you don’t care about me. The letter from Mavis, me

and blurted, “Rena, do you

was taken aback by his

reconciled and got back together, he had treated her

suddenly pining for

one of them, and it had become a luxury for people their age. She reminisced the times she was young and once desperately yearned for

the tables

his handsome face. Over the years, he had aged

with their

they could live like this forever, but his unrelenting

smile tugged at the corners of Rena’s lips. “Of

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

crease formed on

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

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

Waylen’s expression darkened.

never expected that he’d propose they travel together. In fact, she never expected

on him. Maybe… She really didn’t Love

just stared at her quietly, trying to read

prolonged silence, he said, “Rena, let’s

was sick, or maybe she was mentally ill. Either way, something was

She turned around and continued to

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

a low voice, “Don’t compare us to

he could tell that she was somewhat distant

now finally admitted

as usual, perfectly playing the role of a good wife and mother in the following days. Of course,

Waylen could still tell that Rena was no longer

enthusiastic, while she’d just humor

was frustrating for a man, especially for a proud one

showed that he couldn’t make her

life gradually reduced from twice a

fortunately, the two

depressed, but she refused

utmost care, walking on

that she’d abandon him one day

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

shopping with Cecilia to prepare for

out of the Fowler family’s house with Edwin. Rena was

Cecilia’s true

proclaimed that he Liked independent

shopping, they

ran into Vera there, which

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. Or is it because you have a wonderful sex

didn’t want to disclose her private affairs,

long since the last reunion.

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

listened to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

time now, and it

Vera also had to leave to pick up

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 the time she

remembered their first time

the memory, she felt a

called Waylen and asked him to pick Alexis up, saying she had to deal

didn’t answer her right away.

the end, he agreed to

wandered around aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly,

she gazed at the old Ferris wheel,

welled up in her

she opened the door to

the empty spot where the Morning Dew piano used to sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness,

was going on? Didn’t

the previous wedding

the one who wanted to start over with him? So why

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 and remembered everything about

really as cruel as

apartment without moving

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

cried. She cried silently in the dark, unending tears streaming

the door unlock. It creaked open,

husband standing by the door, carrying a bag of takeout food. She didn’t know

asleep. The servants at home can take

She

reached out to turn on the lights, but Rena quickly stopped

how fragile she was at that

closed the door, he walked towards her. He set down the food, sat

who ignored her all

Alexis, she suffered from postpartum

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