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.

touching himself in the bathroom Last night that they both felt a bit awkward.

fixed his eyes on her, but he didn’t

mouth and explained in a hoarse voice, “I was scared

both knew it was just

just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly

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

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

of the study and pondered a little, only

she refused to satisfy him due to his

he told her what he really wanted, if he asked for

He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly refreshing scent of aftershave filling her nose as he

behind and asked her

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

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

push him away, but he wrapped his

could tangibly feel his desire for

Wasn’t that enough?

school later, and

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

couldn’t contain his fear and blurted,

taken aback by his

together, he had treated her with utmost

suddenly pining

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

the

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

content with

forever, but his

of Rena’s lips. “Of course I do,”

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

formed

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

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

Waylen’s expression darkened.

never expected that he’d propose they travel together. In fact, she never expected anything from

the truth dawned on him. Maybe… She really didn’t

her quietly, trying to read

he said,

they were. Maybe he was sick, or maybe she was mentally ill. Either way, something was terribly

She turned around and continued to prepare

normal? Many couples go through stuff like

Waylen’s arms went slack.

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

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

reconciliation, Waylen now finally admitted that he didn’t really

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

that Rena was no longer as passionate whenever

while she’d just humor him

for a man, especially for a proud one like

that he couldn’t

force her, their sex life 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

abandon him one day

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

with Cecilia to prepare

prominent model, Cecilia was earning a lot now. She slowly became financially independent and moved out of the

oblivious to Cecilia’s

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

after shopping, they

Vera there, which took them by

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

her private affairs,

so long since the last reunion. I wonder

Vera’s eyes took on a 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

to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

hadn’t heard Harold’s name in a long time now, and it almost felt surreal to be

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

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

their first time

by the memory, she felt

to pick Alexis up, saying she had to deal

right away. He just

he agreed to

streets. Suddenly, she found herself in their old neighborhood. Their previous apartment was

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

up in her

she opened the door to the old

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

on? Didn’t she love

well, and she stubbornly wore the previous

wanted to start over with him? So why

she rejected the current Waylen. She didn’t treat him as her husband, but as a mere tool to remind her of

God. Was she really

the apartment

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 wife, and her

silently in the dark, unending

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

husband standing by the door, carrying a bag of takeout food. She didn’t know what

softly, “The kids are asleep. The servants at home can take care of them,

say anything. She just

reached out to turn on the lights, but Rena quickly stopped

him to see how fragile she was at

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

was he who ignored her

to Alexis, she suffered from postpartum

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