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

his eyes on her, but he didn’t answer

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

both knew it

further. She just stroked Alexis’

grabbed her by the am. “Rena, I also want

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

study and pondered a little, only to realize that the

she refused to satisfy him

he really wanted, if he asked for it, would she really give

was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly refreshing scent of aftershave filling her nose as

behind and asked her

in a low, hoarse voice,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

to push him away, but he wrapped his arms

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

Wasn’t that enough?

school later, and you should get going to work,

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

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

taken aback by his

had treated her with utmost

suddenly pining for her

one of them, and it had become a luxury for people their

now, the tables

years, he had aged gracefully, and she

with their current

live like this forever, but his unrelenting

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

to free up my schedule. Let’s

formed

protested. “And she needs to catch up on her piano lessons.

but she didn’t

Waylen’s expression darkened.

they travel together. In fact, she never expected

as the truth dawned on him. Maybe… She really didn’t Love him at

her quietly, trying to read

said, “Rena,

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

turned around and continued to prepare

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 us to

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

Waylen now finally admitted that he didn’t

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

was no longer as passionate whenever they

she’d just humor

for a man, especially for a proud one like

he

life gradually reduced from twice a

as their life was, fortunately, the two children

knew that Rena was likely depressed, but she

treated her with utmost care, walking on

was afraid that she’d abandon him one

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

shopping with Cecilia to

slowly became financially independent and moved out

oblivious to Cecilia’s

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

after shopping, they sat down for

they ran into Vera there, which took

youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the last time we

her

long since the last

look and she whispered in 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

to her

Cecilia also remained silent.

a long time now, and it

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

decided to stay a little longer in the mall before picking her daughter up. Thinking about

remembered their first

she felt a sudden

Alexis up, saying

didn’t answer her right away. He just

the end, he agreed

to send her back. She wandered around aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly, she found herself in their old neighborhood. Their previous apartment was only two

old Ferris wheel, lit up with neon lights that shone

up in

she opened the door to

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

was going on? Didn’t she

wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling to take

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

as her husband, but as a mere tool to remind her of the man she loved,

Was she really as

in the apartment without

a break from it all. At least here,

cried silently in the dark, unending tears streaming

heard the door unlock. It creaked open,

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

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

anything. She just stared

lights, but Rena

see how fragile she was

Waylen closed the door, he walked towards her. He set down the food, sat down next to her, and hugged her tightly.

who ignored her all this

to Alexis, she suffered from postpartum

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