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.

both felt a bit awkward. But Rena still spoke to him in a gentle and considerate manner, “Why did you sleep in

he didn’t answer her for a

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

it was just an

She just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said,

Waylen grabbed her by the am. “Rena,

smiled at him and

a little, only to realize that the man seemed to

she refused to satisfy him due

if he

was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and

and asked her for a morning

her ear and asked in a low,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

he wrapped his

she could tangibly feel his desire for her. She couldn’t help but

Wasn’t that enough?

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

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 touching myself… You didn’t ask anything because you just don’t care anymore. You never call me even when I attend social engagements and came home

and blurted, “Rena, do you still

aback by

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

was suddenly pining

but Love wasn’t one of them, and it had become

now, the tables had

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

content with their

could live like this forever, but his unrelenting

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

time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to

formed on

to catch up on

reasons, but she

Waylen’s expression darkened.

travel together. In fact, she

truth dawned on him. Maybe… She really didn’t

just stared at her quietly, trying to

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

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

She turned around and continued

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

her and said in a low

how passionate Rena was with that “Waylen” in the past, so he could tell that she was

now finally admitted that he didn’t

perfectly playing the role of a good wife and mother in the following

that Rena was no

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

was frustrating for a man, especially for a proud one

it showed that he couldn’t

life gradually reduced from twice a

fortunately, the

likely depressed,

care, walking on eggshells every single

afraid that she’d abandon him one day

unspecified reasons. By the time it was to

Cecilia

a lot now. She slowly became financially independent and moved out of the Fowler

to Cecilia’s true reason

Mark had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that Cecilia took

shopping, they

ran into Vera there, which took them

of youth? Your skin looks even more

want to disclose her private affairs, so she just

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

the mistress of a coal magnate, eventually replacing the bastard’s first wife. She’s become complacent now. Oh,

listened to

Cecilia also remained silent.

now, and it almost felt surreal to be hearing

also had to

the mall before picking her daughter up. Thinking about the class reunion reminded her of

always remembered their

she felt a sudden impulse to get

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

her right

he agreed to her

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

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

up in her

she opened the door to the old

piano used to sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness, Rena finally gathered the

was going on? Didn’t

treated her well, and she stubbornly wore the previous

who wanted to start over with

treat him as her husband, but as a mere tool to

God. Was she really as cruel

the apartment

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

silently in the dark,

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

carrying a bag of takeout food. She didn’t know what it

asleep. The servants at home can take care of them, so we can stay here

didn’t say anything. She just stared at him

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

to see how fragile

he walked towards her. He set down the food, sat down next to her, and hugged her tightly. “Rena, I’m

he who ignored her all this

gave birth to Alexis, she suffered

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