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

he didn’t

he opened his mouth and explained in a hoarse voice, “I

knew it

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

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

first. After a while, she smiled at him and nodded, and he finally let

study and pondered a little, only to realize that the

to satisfy

he really wanted, if he asked for

Waylen entered the kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp

hugged Rena from behind and asked

the dewy skin behind her ear and asked in a low, hoarse voice, “You heard me Last night,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

push him away, but he wrapped his arms

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

Wasn’t that enough?

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

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

couldn’t contain his fear and blurted, “Rena, do you still

taken aback by his blunt

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

was suddenly

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

the

he had

was content with their current

they could live like this forever,

at the corners of Rena’s lips.

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

formed on Rena’s

has classes,” she protested. “And she needs to catch up on her piano

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

Waylen’s expression darkened.

they travel together. In fact,

a beat as the truth dawned on him. Maybe… She really

stared at her quietly,

he said,

was sick, or maybe she was mentally

turned around and continued to prepare

normal? Many

Waylen’s arms went slack.

and said in a low voice, “Don’t

in the past, so he could tell that she was somewhat distant from him now. She treated him

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

the role of a good wife and mother

tell that Rena was no longer as passionate whenever they had

he’d be so enthusiastic, while she’d just humor him

man, especially for a proud one like

it showed that he couldn’t make her happy

her, their sex life gradually reduced from twice a week to

as their life was, fortunately, the two children

depressed,

utmost care, walking on eggshells every single

that she’d abandon him one day

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

with Cecilia to prepare

a lot now. She slowly became financially independent and moved out

oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason for

because Mark had once proclaimed that he

shopping, they sat down for

there, which took them

at her old friend from head to toe and sighed. “Have you found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more

disclose her private affairs,

sighed. “It’s been so long since the

she whispered in 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.

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

to leave to pick up her

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

always remembered their first time

the memory, she felt a sudden impulse to

to pick Alexis up, saying she had to deal with

her right away. He

he agreed to her

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

Ferris

up in her

the

where the Morning Dew piano used to sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness, Rena finally gathered the courage to ask herself what the

going on?

she stubbornly wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling to take

over with him? So why did

memories of the 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 who didn’t lose his memory and remembered everything

God. Was she really as

apartment without moving all

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

in the dark, unending

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

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

“The kids are asleep. The servants at home can take care

say anything. She just

on the lights, but Rena quickly stopped him.

want him to see how fragile she

the door, he walked towards her. He set down the food, sat down next to her, and hugged her tightly. “Rena, I’m so

who ignored her all

birth to Alexis,

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