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.

they both felt a bit awkward. But Rena

on her, but he

opened his mouth and explained in a hoarse

knew it was just

didn’t press him further. She just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said, “I’m

leave, but Waylen grabbed her

a while, she smiled at him and

only to realize that the

to satisfy

he really wanted, if he asked

Rena was busy making breakfast, Waylen entered the kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks,

from behind and

asked in a low, hoarse

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

away, but he wrapped his arms around her waist

she could tangibly feel his desire for her.

Wasn’t that enough?

Alexis to school later, and you should

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

his fear and blurted, “Rena, do you

aback by his

treated her with

he was suddenly pining for her

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

now, the tables

Over the years, he had aged

with their current

live like this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had exceeded her

the corners of Rena’s lips. “Of course I

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

formed

she needs to catch

off a lot of reasons, but she

Waylen’s expression darkened.

together.

a beat as the truth dawned on

just stared at her quietly, trying

said, “Rena,

was sick, or maybe she was mentally ill. Either way, something was terribly wrong with

turned around

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

behind her and said in a low voice,

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

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

role of a good wife and mother

Rena was no longer as

she’d just humor him without any

this was frustrating for a man, especially for a

he couldn’t make her

to force her, their sex life gradually reduced

was, fortunately, the two

depressed,

treated her with utmost care, walking on eggshells every single

that she’d abandon him one day because of their dull

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

with Cecilia to prepare

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

to Cecilia’s true reason for

had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that Cecilia

they sat

there, which took them

sighed. “Have you found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy

disclose her private affairs, so she

long since the last reunion.

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

to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

time now, and it almost

Cecilia went ahead. Vera also had to leave to pick

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

remembered their first time

memory, she felt a sudden

called Waylen and asked him to pick Alexis up, saying she had to

answer her right away.

end, he

along the streets. Suddenly,

twilight, she gazed at the old Ferris wheel,

welled up in her

the door to the

Sitting down on the sofa,

going on? Didn’t

well, and she stubbornly wore the

one who wanted to start over with

rejected 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 his memory and remembered

Was she really as cruel

sat in the apartment without

here, she didn’t need to play the role of

the

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

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

kids are asleep. The servants at home can take care

didn’t say anything. She just stared at

reached out to turn on the lights, but Rena quickly stopped him.

see how fragile she was at

He set down the food, sat down

was he who ignored her all this

to Alexis, she suffered from

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