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 considerate manner, “Why did you sleep in the study with

on her, but he didn’t

explained in a hoarse voice, “I was

both knew it was just an

further. She just stroked Alexis’ head

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

while, she smiled

little, only to realize that the

satisfy him

he

He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and

behind and

ear and asked in a low, hoarse

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

to push him away, but he wrapped his arms around her

his desire

Wasn’t that enough?

take Alexis to school later,

can keep blowing me off with 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

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

aback

had treated her with utmost care and

he was suddenly

but Love wasn’t one of them, and it had become a luxury for people their age.

now, the tables

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

content with their current

live like this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness

the corners of Rena’s lips. “Of course I do,” she answered

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

crease formed

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

but she

Waylen’s expression darkened.

together. In fact, she never

heart skipped a beat as the truth dawned on him. Maybe…

her quietly, trying to read her

prolonged silence, he said, “Rena,

maybe she was

turned around and continued to prepare

this normal? Many

Waylen’s arms went slack.

stood behind her and said in a

tell that she was somewhat

their reconciliation, Waylen now finally admitted that he

to his perseverance, Rena 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

Waylen could still tell that Rena was no longer

while she’d just

like this was frustrating for a man, especially for a proud

that he

sex life gradually reduced from twice a week to

life was, fortunately, the two children were

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

utmost care,

was afraid that she’d abandon him one day because of their

for another month due to some unspecified reasons. By

shopping with Cecilia to prepare for

lot now. She slowly became financially independent and moved out of the Fowler family’s house with Edwin.

she remained oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason for

he Liked independent women that Cecilia

they sat

they ran into Vera 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

to disclose her private affairs, so

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

gossipy look and 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.

hadn’t heard Harold’s name in a long time now, and it

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

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 of

their first

by the memory, she felt a sudden

Waylen and asked him to pick Alexis up, saying she

didn’t answer her right away. He

the end, he agreed

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

gazed at the old Ferris wheel, lit up

welled up in

opened the

the Morning Dew piano used to sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed

was going on?

well, and she stubbornly wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling to take

wasn’t she the one who wanted to start over with him?

husband, but as a mere tool to remind her of the man she loved, the man who didn’t lose his memory and remembered

she really

sat in the apartment

was because she was so exhausted that she needed to take a break from it all. At least here, she didn’t need to play the role of a good

She cried silently in the

the door unlock. It creaked open, and a beam

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

home can

say anything. She just stared at

to turn on the lights, but

didn’t want him to see how fragile she was at that

walked towards her. He set down the food, sat down next to her, and

he who ignored her

she gave birth to Alexis, she suffered from postpartum

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255