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.

felt a bit awkward. But Rena still spoke to him in a gentle and

his eyes on her, but he didn’t answer her for a long

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

knew it was just

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

leave, but Waylen grabbed her by

After a while, she smiled

little, only to realize that the man seemed to be

refused to satisfy

wanted, if he asked

kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp

and asked her for a morning

and asked in a low, hoarse voice, “You heard

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

him away, but he wrapped his arms around her waist

that she could tangibly feel his desire for her. She couldn’t help but recall how he had

Wasn’t that enough?

to school later, and you

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

he couldn’t contain his fear and blurted, “Rena, do you still

was taken aback

after they reconciled and got back together, he had treated her with utmost care and never required anything

was suddenly

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 once desperately yearned

the tables

had aged gracefully, and

content with their current

like this forever, but his

corners of Rena’s lips. “Of course I

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

crease formed

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

but she didn’t give him a definitive

Waylen’s expression darkened.

they travel together. In fact, she never expected anything from

on him. Maybe… She

quietly, trying to read her

said, “Rena,

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

around and continued to

Isn’t this normal? Many couples

Waylen’s arms went slack.

her and said in a low voice,

“Waylen” in the past, so he could tell that she was somewhat distant from him

reconciliation, Waylen now finally admitted that he didn’t

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

Rena was no longer as passionate whenever

enthusiastic, while she’d just humor

man,

it showed that he couldn’t make her

reduced from twice a week to once

their life was, fortunately, the two

Rena was likely depressed, but

he treated her with utmost care, walking

she’d abandon him one day because of their dull

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

with Cecilia

moved out of the Fowler family’s house

she remained oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason

Mark had once proclaimed that he

they

they ran into Vera there, which took

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

didn’t want to disclose her private affairs, so

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

and she whispered in a hushed tone, “Remember Aline? She became the mistress of a coal

listened to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

hadn’t heard Harold’s name in a long time now, and it almost

had to leave

daughter up. Thinking

their

she felt a sudden impulse to get

him to pick Alexis up, saying she had

answer her right away. He just stayed

end, he

her back. She wandered around aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly, she

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

welled up

opened the door to

Sitting down

was going on? Didn’t she love

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

wanted to start over with him? So

She didn’t treat him as her husband, but as a mere tool

God. Was she really as cruel

the apartment without

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 bubbled up to

in the

she heard the door unlock. It creaked open, and a beam of light from the corridor

a bag

kids are asleep. The servants at home can take care of them, so

didn’t say anything. She just

turn on the lights, but Rena quickly stopped

him to see how fragile she was

down the food, sat down next to her, and hugged her tightly. “Rena,

was he who ignored her all

gave birth to Alexis, she

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