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.

bit awkward. But Rena still spoke to him in a gentle and considerate manner,

her, but he didn’t answer her for

a hoarse voice, “I

both knew it was just

him further. She just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said, “I’m going

she stood up to leave, but Waylen grabbed her by the am. “Rena,

at first. After a while, she smiled at him

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

she refused to satisfy him due to his

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

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

and asked her for

and asked in a low, hoarse voice, “You heard me Last night,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

but he wrapped his arms

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

Wasn’t that enough?

have to take Alexis to school later, and you

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

he couldn’t contain his fear and blurted,

was taken aback by

had treated her with utmost care and

was suddenly

through hard work, but Love wasn’t one of them, and it had become a luxury

the

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

content with their

this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had exceeded her

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

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

formed on

to catch

off a lot of reasons, but she didn’t

Waylen’s expression darkened.

travel together. In fact, she never expected anything

on him. Maybe… She really

at her quietly, trying to

said, “Rena,

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

around and continued to

normal? Many couples go through stuff like

Waylen’s arms went slack.

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

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

perseverance, Rena 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

Waylen could still tell that Rena was no longer as

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

this was frustrating for a man, especially for a

he couldn’t make her happy

her, their sex life gradually reduced from

fortunately, the

depressed, but she refused

treated her with utmost care, walking on eggshells

afraid that she’d abandon him one day

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

shopping with Cecilia to prepare for

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 moving

had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that Cecilia took

they sat down

ran into Vera there,

the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even

didn’t want to disclose her private affairs,

long since the

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

listened to her

Cecilia also remained silent.

hadn’t heard Harold’s name in a long time now, and

Cecilia went ahead. Vera also had to leave to

a little longer in the mall before picking her daughter up. Thinking about the class reunion reminded her of the time she had lost

always remembered their first

by the memory, she felt

him to pick Alexis up, saying she had to deal with

answer her right away. He

the end, he agreed

aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly, she found

old Ferris wheel, lit up with neon lights that

welled up in her

opened the

sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness, Rena finally gathered the courage to ask herself

on? Didn’t she

her well, and she stubbornly wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling to take it

wanted to start over with him?

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

she really as cruel

sat in the apartment without

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

silently in the dark, unending tears streaming down

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

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

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

anything. She just stared at

reached out to turn on the lights,

to see how

towards her. He set down the food, sat down next to her, and hugged

he who ignored her all this

Alexis, she suffered from postpartum

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