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.

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 a

eyes on her, but he didn’t answer her for a

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

knew it

just stroked Alexis’ head

leave, but Waylen grabbed her by the

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

walked out of the study and pondered a little, only to realize that the man seemed to

to satisfy him

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

nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly

Rena from behind and

skin behind her ear and asked in a low, hoarse voice, “You heard me Last night,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

away, but he wrapped his arms around

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

Wasn’t that enough?

later, and

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

fear and blurted,

was taken aback

they reconciled and got back together, he had treated

was suddenly

things in life that could be attained through hard 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 once desperately

the tables had

Over the years, he had aged gracefully, and she could feel

with their current

thought they could live like this forever, but his unrelenting

at the corners of Rena’s lips.

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

formed on

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

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

Waylen’s expression darkened.

travel together. In fact, she never expected anything from

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

her quietly, trying to

he said, “Rena, let’s go

couldn’t accept things as they were. Maybe he was sick, or maybe she was mentally ill.

refused. She turned around and continued to

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

a low voice, “Don’t compare us to

“Waylen” in the past, so he could tell that she was somewhat distant

months after their reconciliation, Waylen now finally admitted that he didn’t

was still as gentle and considerate as usual, perfectly playing the role of a good wife and mother in the following days. Of course, that included trying her best to satisfy

Rena was no longer as

she’d

a man, especially for a proud one like

that he couldn’t make

sex life gradually reduced

as their life was, fortunately,

Rena was likely depressed, but she refused

treated her with utmost care, walking

abandon him one day because of their

unspecified reasons. By the time it was to be held, it was

shopping with Cecilia to

independent and moved out of the Fowler

she remained oblivious to Cecilia’s true

proclaimed that he Liked independent

they sat

into Vera there, which took them by

from head to toe and sighed. “Have you found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the last time we met. Or is it because you have a wonderful sex

her private affairs,

so long since

a hushed tone, “Remember Aline? She became the mistress of a coal magnate, eventually replacing the bastard’s first wife. She’s become complacent

to her

Cecilia also remained silent.

hadn’t heard Harold’s name in a long time now, and it almost felt surreal to

had to leave

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

remembered their first time

the memory, she felt a sudden impulse

him to pick Alexis up, saying

answer her right away. He just

the end, he agreed

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

old Ferris wheel, lit

welled up in her

opened the door

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

on? Didn’t

wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling to

she the one who wanted to start over with him? So why

the current Waylen. She didn’t treat him as her husband, but as a mere tool to remind her of the man she loved, the man who didn’t lose

Was she really

apartment without moving all

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

silently in the dark, unending tears streaming down

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

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

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

didn’t say anything. She

the lights, but Rena quickly stopped

him to see how fragile

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

ignored

birth to Alexis, she suffered

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