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.

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 manner,

eyes on her, but he didn’t answer her for a long

and explained in a hoarse voice, “I was

both knew it was just

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

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

didn’t respond at first. After a while, she smiled at him and

of the study and pondered a little, only

she refused to satisfy him due to

her what he really wanted, if he asked for

the kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly refreshing scent of aftershave filling

hugged Rena from behind and asked her for a morning

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

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

tried to push him away, but he

feel his desire for her. She couldn’t

Wasn’t that enough?

take Alexis to school later, and you

whatever 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

contain his fear and blurted, “Rena,

taken aback

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

suddenly

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

now, the tables

years, he had aged gracefully, and she could feel his warmth at her

content with their

like this forever, but his

of Rena’s

for a long time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to free

formed

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

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

Waylen’s expression darkened.

together. In fact, she

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

just stared at her quietly, trying

a prolonged silence, he said, “Rena,

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

turned around

aren’t we good now? Isn’t this normal? Many couples go through

Waylen’s arms went slack.

behind her and said in a low voice, “Don’t compare us to

she was somewhat distant from him now. She treated him as though their relationship was

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

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

still tell that Rena was no longer as passionate whenever

so enthusiastic, while she’d just humor

man, especially for a

it showed that he

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

fortunately,

depressed, but she refused

utmost care, walking

afraid that she’d abandon him one

it was postponed for another month due to some unspecified reasons. By the time

went shopping with Cecilia

and moved out of the Fowler family’s house with Edwin. Rena was

oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason

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

they sat down

there, which took them

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

want to disclose her private affairs,

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

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

to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

a long time now, and it almost felt surreal to be hearing about him

coffee, Cecilia went ahead. Vera also had to leave

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

remembered their

memory, she felt

and asked him to pick Alexis up,

her right away. He

the end, he agreed to her

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

Ferris wheel, lit

up

night, she opened the door to the old

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

going on? Didn’t she

the previous wedding ring, unwilling to

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

memories of the past, she found that she rejected the current Waylen. She didn’t treat him as her husband, but as

she really as

sat in the apartment without

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

She cried silently in the dark, unending tears

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

husband standing by the door, carrying a

servants at home can take care of

didn’t say anything. She just stared at him

on the lights, but

see how fragile she was at that

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

ignored

she gave birth to Alexis,

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