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.

it was because he knew she heard him touching himself in the bathroom Last night that they both felt a bit awkward. But Rena still spoke to him in

but he

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

it was just

stroked Alexis’

but Waylen grabbed her by the am. “Rena, I also

After a while, she smiled at him and

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

satisfy him due

told her what he really wanted, if he

was busy making breakfast, Waylen entered the kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly refreshing scent of aftershave filling her nose as

behind and asked her for a morning

ear and asked in a low, hoarse voice,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

but he wrapped his arms around her

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

Wasn’t that enough?

to take Alexis to school later, and you should get

you don’t care about me. The

couldn’t contain his fear and blurted,

taken aback by

he had treated her with utmost care and

was suddenly

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

the

years, he had aged gracefully,

was content with their current

could live like this forever, but his unrelenting

Rena’s lips. “Of course I do,”

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

formed

needs to catch up on her piano lessons.

reasons, but she didn’t give him a

Waylen’s expression darkened.

they travel together. In fact, she never

skipped a beat as the truth dawned on him. Maybe… She really didn’t Love him

quietly, trying to read her

silence, he said, “Rena, let’s go

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

She turned around

good now? Isn’t this normal?

Waylen’s arms went slack.

said in a low voice,

he could tell that she was somewhat distant from him now. She treated him as though their relationship was meticulously arranged,

now finally admitted that

the role of a good wife and mother in the following days. Of course, that included trying her best

Waylen could still tell that Rena was no longer as passionate whenever

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

frustrating for a man, especially for a proud

that he

reduced from twice a week to once

as their life was, fortunately, the

Rena was likely depressed, but she refused to see a

with utmost care,

him one

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

shopping with Cecilia to prepare

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

she remained oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason for moving

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

after shopping, they sat down for

there, which

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

didn’t want to disclose her private affairs, so

reunion, Vera sighed. “It’s been so long since the

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

to her

Cecilia also remained silent.

and it almost felt

also had to leave to

daughter up. Thinking about the class reunion reminded her of the time she had lost her virginity to Waylen on the

remembered their first time

the memory, she felt

to pick Alexis up, saying

right

he agreed to

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

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

welled up

the door to the

the Morning Dew piano used to sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed

going on? Didn’t she

wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling

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

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

really as cruel

in the apartment

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

cried silently in the dark, unending tears streaming down

creaked open, and a beam

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

said softly, “The kids are asleep. The servants at home can

She just

lights, but

see how

door, he walked towards her. He set down the

he who ignored her all

she gave birth to Alexis, she

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