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.

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

on her, but he didn’t answer her for

opened his mouth and explained in a hoarse

it was just

didn’t press him further. She just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said,

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

at first. After a while, she smiled at him and

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

refused to satisfy him due to his

if he asked for it, would she

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

behind and asked her for

ear and asked in a

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

but he wrapped his arms around

she could tangibly feel his desire

Wasn’t that enough?

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

excuse you can come 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

he couldn’t contain his fear and blurted, “Rena,

aback by his blunt

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

suddenly

and it had become a luxury for people their age. She reminisced the times she was

the

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

with

this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had

smile tugged at the corners of Rena’s lips. “Of course I do,”

“I’ll ask Jazlyn to free up my schedule. Let’s go on a family

formed on Rena’s

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

but she

Waylen’s expression darkened.

travel together. In fact, she

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

her quietly, trying to read her

said, “Rena,

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

around

normal? Many couples go through

Waylen’s arms went slack.

and said in a low voice, “Don’t

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

reconciliation, Waylen now finally admitted

was still as gentle and considerate as usual, perfectly playing the role of a good wife and mother in the following

that Rena was no longer as

enthusiastic, while she’d

for a man, especially for a proud one like

showed that he couldn’t make her

life gradually reduced from twice a

as their life was, fortunately,

knew that Rena was likely depressed, but she refused to see

her with utmost care, walking on eggshells

him one day because of their

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

Cecilia to prepare

out of the Fowler family’s house

Cecilia’s true reason

had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that

they

they ran into Vera there, which took

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

disclose her private affairs, so she just

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

She became the mistress of a coal magnate, eventually replacing the

listened to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

a long time now, and it almost

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

had an 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 to Waylen on the night

remembered their first time

the memory, she felt a sudden impulse to

Alexis up, saying she had

answer her right

end, he agreed

the chauffeur to send her back. She wandered around aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly, she found herself in their old neighborhood. Their previous apartment

twilight, she gazed at the old Ferris wheel, lit up with neon

welled up in

opened the door to the old

from the empty spot 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 problem

on? Didn’t she

the previous wedding ring, unwilling to take it

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

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

Was she really as cruel as

in the apartment without moving

At least here, she didn’t need

the dark, unending tears streaming down

door unlock. It creaked open, and a beam

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

can take care

didn’t say anything. She just

out to turn on the lights, but Rena

see how fragile

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

who ignored

gave birth to Alexis, she suffered

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