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.

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

on her, but he didn’t answer her for

a hoarse voice, “I was scared I’d wake

it was

stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said, “I’m going to make

to leave, but Waylen grabbed

she smiled at

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

to satisfy him due

her what he really wanted, if he

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

Rena from behind and asked her

asked in

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

away, but he wrapped his

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

Wasn’t that enough?

Alexis to school later, and

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

contain his fear and blurted,

was taken aback

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

suddenly pining

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 tables

gently caressed his handsome face. Over the years, he had

content with their

live like this forever, but his unrelenting

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

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

crease formed on Rena’s

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

reasons, but she didn’t give

Waylen’s expression darkened.

travel together. In fact, she

as the truth dawned on him. Maybe… She really

at her quietly, trying

he said, “Rena,

sick, or maybe she

turned around and continued to prepare

Isn’t this normal? Many couples go through stuff

Waylen’s arms went slack.

behind her and said in a

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

their reconciliation, Waylen now finally admitted

of a

was no longer as passionate whenever they had

so enthusiastic, while she’d just humor him without

a man, especially for a proud

he couldn’t

gradually reduced from twice

their life was, fortunately, the two

that Rena was likely depressed,

he treated her with utmost care, walking on eggshells every single

that she’d abandon him one

due to some unspecified reasons. By the

with Cecilia

was earning a lot now. She slowly became financially independent and moved out of the Fowler family’s house with Edwin.

she remained oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason for moving

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

they sat down

into Vera there,

sighed. “Have you found the fountain of youth? Your skin

disclose her private affairs, so

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

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

to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

in a long time now, and it almost felt

to leave to pick up

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 on

remembered their first time

the memory, she felt a sudden

asked him to pick Alexis

her right away. He

end, he agreed to her

the streets. Suddenly, she found herself in their old neighborhood. Their previous apartment was only two blocks

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

up

she opened the door to

used to sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed

was going on? Didn’t she

the previous

wanted to start over with him? So why did

memories of the past, she found that she rejected the current Waylen. She didn’t treat him as her husband, but as a mere tool to

Was she really as

apartment

was 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 a good wife, and her true emotions bubbled up to

the dark, unending tears streaming down

a sudden, she heard the door unlock. It creaked open, and

raised her head and found her husband standing by the door, carrying a bag

can take care of them, so we can stay here

She just stared at

on the lights,

how fragile she

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

was he who ignored her all

birth to Alexis, she suffered from

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