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.

she heard him touching himself in the bathroom Last night that they both felt a bit awkward. But

he didn’t answer her for a long

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

both knew it

further. She just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and

leave, but Waylen grabbed her by the am. “Rena, I

After a while, she smiled at him and nodded,

pondered a little, only to

she refused to satisfy him due

he asked

was busy 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 nose as

from behind and asked her for

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

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

but he wrapped

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

Wasn’t that enough?

school later, and

husband, haven’t you? Now, you don’t care about me. The letter from Mavis, me touching myself… You didn’t ask anything because you

contain his fear and

was taken aback by

they reconciled and got back together, he had treated her with utmost care and

he was suddenly pining for her

wasn’t one of them, and it

now, the tables had

gently caressed his handsome face. Over the years, he had aged

with their

could live like this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had

Rena’s lips. “Of course I do,” she

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

formed on Rena’s

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

reasons, but she

Waylen’s expression darkened.

together. In fact, she never expected anything

on him. Maybe… She really didn’t Love him at

quietly, trying to

silence, he said, “Rena, let’s go see a

were. Maybe he was sick, or maybe she was

She turned around and continued

this normal? Many couples go through stuff

Waylen’s arms went slack.

her and said in a low

he could tell that she was somewhat distant from him now. She treated him as though their relationship was meticulously arranged, flawless but

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

as usual, perfectly playing the role of a good wife and mother in the following days. Of

still tell that Rena was no longer as passionate whenever they

be so enthusiastic, while she’d just humor

was frustrating for a man, especially

it showed that he couldn’t

reduced from twice a week

life was, fortunately,

knew that Rena was likely depressed, but she

he treated her with utmost care,

abandon him one day because of

unspecified reasons. By the

shopping with Cecilia to

a prominent model, Cecilia was earning a lot now. She slowly became financially independent and moved out of

Cecilia’s true reason for moving

was because Mark had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that Cecilia took

after shopping, they sat down

ran into Vera there,

the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy

her private

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

and she whispered in a hushed tone, “Remember Aline? She became the mistress

listened to her

Cecilia also remained silent.

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

coffee, Cecilia went ahead. Vera also had to leave to pick

the mall before picking her daughter up. Thinking about the

remembered their

by the memory, she felt a

him to pick Alexis up, saying

answer her right away. He just stayed

end, he agreed

along the streets. Suddenly, she found herself in their old neighborhood.

Ferris wheel, lit up with neon lights that shone brightly in

welled up

opened the door

down on the sofa, engulfed

going on? Didn’t she

well, and she stubbornly wore the previous

one who wanted to start over with him?

past, she found that she 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

really

the apartment without moving

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

cried. She cried silently in the dark, unending tears streaming down her

the door unlock. It creaked

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

asleep. The servants at home can take

She just stared at

lights,

how

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

was he who ignored her

birth to Alexis, she suffered from postpartum

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