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.

night that they both felt a bit awkward.

he didn’t answer her for a long

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

both knew it was just

Alexis’ head tenderly and said,

grabbed her by the am.

first. After a while, she smiled at him and

a little, only to realize that the man seemed

satisfy him due

he told her what he really wanted, if he asked for it, would she really give it

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

hugged Rena from behind and asked

asked in a low, hoarse voice, “You heard me Last night,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

but he

tangibly feel his desire for her. She couldn’t help but recall how he had pleasured himself

Wasn’t that enough?

to take Alexis to school later,

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

fear and blurted, “Rena, do you still

taken aback by his blunt

after they reconciled and got back together, he had treated her with utmost

suddenly pining

in life that could be attained through hard work, but Love wasn’t one of them, and it had

the tables had

years, he had aged gracefully, and she could feel his warmth

content with their current

they could live like this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had

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

Jazlyn to free up my schedule. Let’s go on a family trip next

formed on Rena’s

protested. “And she needs to catch up on her

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

Waylen’s expression darkened.

propose they travel together. In fact, she never

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

quietly,

silence, he said, “Rena,

things as they were. Maybe he was sick, or maybe she was mentally ill. Either way, something was terribly

refused. She turned around and continued to prepare

now? Isn’t this normal?

Waylen’s arms went slack.

and said in a low voice, “Don’t

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

finally

it to his perseverance, Rena was still as gentle and considerate as usual, perfectly playing the role of a good wife and mother in the following

Rena was no longer as passionate

she’d just humor

man,

showed that he couldn’t make her

reduced

as their life was, fortunately, the two

likely depressed, but she refused

with utmost care, walking on eggshells

she’d abandon him one

reunion, it was postponed for another month due to some unspecified reasons. By the time it was to be held, it

went shopping with Cecilia to

prominent model, Cecilia was earning a lot now. She slowly became financially independent and moved out of the Fowler family’s house with Edwin. Rena was taken

oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason

proclaimed that he Liked

after shopping, they

there,

“Have you found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the last time

want to disclose her private affairs, so

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

in a hushed tone, “Remember Aline? She became the mistress of a

to

Cecilia also remained silent.

a long time now, and it almost

had to leave to pick up her son from

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

remembered their

by the memory, she felt a sudden

pick Alexis up, saying she had

answer her right away.

the end, he agreed to her

the streets. Suddenly, she found herself in

old Ferris wheel, lit up with

welled up in her

she opened the door

where the Morning Dew piano used to sit. Sitting down on

was going on? Didn’t

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

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

with bittersweet 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 remind her of the

God. Was she really as cruel as

the apartment

that she needed to take a break from it all. At least here, she didn’t need

cried. She cried silently in the dark, unending tears

creaked open, and a beam of light from the corridor

and found her husband standing by the door, carrying a bag of takeout

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

say anything. She just stared at

out to turn on the lights, but Rena quickly stopped

to see how fragile she was

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

ignored her all

birth to Alexis,

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