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

he didn’t answer her for a

explained in a hoarse voice, “I was

it was just an

him further. She just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly

Waylen grabbed her by the am. “Rena, I also

she smiled at

only to realize that the man seemed to

satisfy him

he asked for it,

crisp shirt and

hugged Rena from behind and asked her for a

skin behind her ear and asked in a

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

push him away, but he wrapped

feel his desire for her. She couldn’t

Wasn’t that enough?

to take Alexis to school later, and you should get going to

up with. Rena, you’ve gotten used to fooling your 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 just don’t care anymore. You never call me even when I attend social engagements and came

and blurted, “Rena,

taken aback by

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

suddenly pining for

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

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

with their

forever,

tugged at the corners of Rena’s

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

formed on

she needs to catch up on her piano lessons. Marcus’

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

Waylen’s expression darkened.

he’d propose they travel together. In fact, she

skipped a beat as the truth dawned on him.

at her quietly, trying to read

prolonged silence, he said, “Rena,

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

turned around and continued

good now? Isn’t this normal?

Waylen’s arms went slack.

said in a low

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

their reconciliation, Waylen now finally admitted that

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 included trying her

still tell that Rena was no longer as passionate whenever they

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

this was frustrating for a man, especially for

showed that he couldn’t make her happy

gradually reduced from twice a week

was, fortunately, the two children

was likely depressed, but she

her with utmost care, walking on eggshells every single

that she’d abandon him one day

another month due to some unspecified reasons. By the time

Cecilia to prepare for the

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

Cecilia’s true reason

proclaimed that he Liked independent women

after shopping, they

Vera there, which

to toe and sighed. “Have you found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the last time we met. Or

her private

so long

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

to her

Cecilia also remained silent.

Harold’s name in a long time now, and it almost

Cecilia went ahead. Vera also had to leave to pick up her

mall before picking her daughter up. Thinking about the class reunion reminded her of

their

she felt a

Alexis up, saying

her right

end, he agreed to her

her back. She wandered around aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly, she found herself in their old

Ferris wheel, lit up with neon lights that shone

up in her

night, she opened the door

used to sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness, Rena finally

was going on? Didn’t

well, and she stubbornly wore the previous wedding

she the one who wanted to start over with him? So why did she

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

God. Was she really

in the apartment without

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

in the dark, unending tears

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

her head and found her husband standing by the door, carrying a bag of takeout food. She didn’t know what it

The servants at home can take care of them, so we

didn’t say anything. She just stared at him

turn on the lights, but Rena quickly

see how fragile

her. He set down the food, sat down next

was he who ignored her all this

birth to Alexis, she suffered

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