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

her, but he didn’t answer her

a hoarse voice,

both knew it was just an

Alexis’ head tenderly and said, “I’m

grabbed

while, she smiled at him and nodded, and he finally let

of the study and pondered a little, only to realize that the

refused to satisfy him due

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

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

and asked her for

the dewy skin behind her ear and asked in

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

tried to push him away, but he wrapped

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

Wasn’t that enough?

later,

you can come up with. Rena, you’ve gotten used to fooling your husband, haven’t you? Now, you don’t care about me. The letter

fear and blurted, “Rena, do you still

was taken aback by his

had treated her with utmost

was suddenly pining

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

the

gently caressed his handsome face. Over the years, he had aged gracefully, and she could feel his warmth at her

content with their

thought they could live like this forever, but his unrelenting

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

for a long time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to free up my

formed

protested. “And she needs to catch up on her piano lessons. Marcus’ still too young,

reasons, but she didn’t give him a

Waylen’s expression darkened.

they travel together. In

heart skipped a beat as the truth dawned on him. Maybe… She really

just stared at her quietly,

prolonged silence, he said, “Rena, let’s

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

around

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

behind her and said in a low

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

now finally

of a good wife

that Rena was no longer as passionate whenever they had

while she’d just humor

for a man, especially for a proud

that he couldn’t make her

her, their sex life gradually reduced from twice a week to once

as their life was, fortunately, the two children

knew that Rena was likely depressed, but she refused to see a

care, walking on eggshells every single

abandon him

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

with Cecilia to

lot now. She slowly became financially independent and moved out

she remained oblivious to Cecilia’s true

had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that

they

into Vera there, which took

“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

disclose her private affairs, so she just

to the reunion, Vera sighed. “It’s been so long since the last reunion. I wonder

look and she whispered in a hushed tone, “Remember Aline? She became the mistress of a coal magnate, eventually replacing the bastard’s

listened to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

a long time now, and

also had to leave to

mall before picking her daughter up. Thinking about the class reunion reminded her of the time she had lost her virginity to Waylen on the night of their

remembered their first

the memory, she felt a

asked him to pick Alexis up, saying she had to

right away. He just stayed

end, he

the streets. Suddenly, she found herself in their old neighborhood. Their previous apartment

gazed at the old Ferris wheel,

welled up in

opened the

down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness, Rena

on? Didn’t she

her well, and she stubbornly wore the

over with him? So why did she refuse

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

God. Was she really

in the apartment without moving all

break from it all. At least here, she didn’t need to play the role of a good wife, and

cried. She cried silently in the dark,

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

her head and found her husband standing by the door, carrying a bag of takeout food. She

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

didn’t say anything. She just stared at

lights, but Rena quickly stopped him.

how fragile she

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

he who ignored her

to Alexis, she

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