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.

because he knew she heard him touching himself in the bathroom Last night that they both felt a bit

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

in a hoarse voice, “I was

knew it

just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said, “I’m going to

Waylen grabbed her by the

smiled at

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

satisfy him due to his

wanted, if he asked for it, would she really

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

Rena from behind and asked her

behind her ear and asked in a low, hoarse voice,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

tried to push him away, but he wrapped his arms around her waist

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

Wasn’t that enough?

to school later, and you should get going to work,

Now, you don’t care about me. The letter

fear and blurted, “Rena, do

taken aback

back together, he had treated her with utmost care and never

suddenly pining for her

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

now, the

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

with

forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had

Rena’s lips. “Of course

at her intently for a long time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to free up my schedule. Let’s go on

formed on Rena’s

“And she needs to catch up on her

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

Waylen’s expression darkened.

expected that he’d propose they travel together. In fact, she never expected anything from

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

her quietly, trying

silence, he said, “Rena, let’s go see

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

turned around and continued to

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

in a low voice, “Don’t compare us

could tell that she was somewhat distant from him

now finally admitted that

and considerate as usual, perfectly playing the role of a good wife and mother

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

enthusiastic, while she’d just

a man, especially for a proud one

it showed that he couldn’t make her happy

sex life gradually reduced from twice a week

their life was, fortunately, the two children

knew that Rena was likely depressed, but she

with utmost care, walking on eggshells every

was afraid that she’d abandon him one day

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 for the

and moved out of the Fowler family’s house with Edwin. Rena was taken aback by Cecilia’s

she remained oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason

that he Liked independent women that Cecilia took it

they sat down

ran into Vera there, which took them by

youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the last time we met. Or is it because you have a

her private affairs, so she

sighed. “It’s been so long since the last reunion. I wonder how everybody’s

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

listened to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

and it

to leave to pick up

afterschool activity that day, so 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 her virginity

their first

the memory, she felt

Waylen and asked him to pick Alexis up, saying she

answer her right away. He just stayed

he agreed to her

streets. Suddenly, she found herself

the embrace of twilight, she gazed at the old Ferris wheel, lit up with neon lights that shone brightly in

welled up in her

opened the door to the

sit. Sitting down on the

on? Didn’t she love

stubbornly wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling to

wasn’t she the one who wanted to start over with him? So why

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

God. Was she really

the apartment

here, she didn’t need to play the

silently in the dark, unending tears streaming down her

the door unlock. It creaked open, and a beam of light from

by the door, carrying a bag of takeout food. She didn’t

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

say anything. She just stared

to turn on the lights, but

want him to see how fragile she was

as Waylen closed the door, he walked towards her. He set down the food, sat down

who ignored

Alexis,

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