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.

night that they both felt a bit awkward. But Rena still spoke to

he didn’t answer her for a

and explained in a hoarse

both knew it was just

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

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

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

only to realize that the

she refused to satisfy

he asked for

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

and asked her for

behind her ear and asked in a low,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

but he wrapped his arms around her waist

tangibly feel his desire for her. She couldn’t help but recall how he

Wasn’t that enough?

to school later, and you

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 letter

and blurted, “Rena, do

was taken aback by his

he had treated her with utmost care and never required anything of

he was suddenly pining for her

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

the tables

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

with

they could live like this forever, but

corners of Rena’s lips. “Of course

to free up

crease formed

she protested. “And she needs to catch up on her piano lessons. Marcus’ still

of reasons, but she didn’t give

Waylen’s expression darkened.

they travel together. In fact, she never expected anything from

a beat as the truth dawned on him.

stared at her quietly, trying to read her

he said,

couldn’t accept things as they were. Maybe he was sick, or maybe she was mentally ill. Either way, something

around and

normal? Many couples go through

Waylen’s arms went slack.

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

passionate Rena was with that “Waylen” in 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

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

a good wife and mother in the following days. Of course, that included trying her

Waylen could still tell that Rena was no

enthusiastic, while she’d just

man, especially for

he couldn’t

reduced from twice a week

their life was, fortunately,

Rena was likely depressed, but she refused to see a

with utmost care, walking on

him one day because of their

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

went shopping with Cecilia to

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

she remained oblivious to Cecilia’s

that he Liked independent

after shopping, they sat down

there, which

found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the last time we met. Or

want to disclose her private affairs, so she just

reunion, Vera sighed. “It’s been so long since the last

gossipy look and she whispered in a hushed tone, “Remember Aline? She became the mistress of a coal magnate,

to

Cecilia also remained silent.

long time now, and it almost felt

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

so Rena decided to stay a little longer in the mall before picking her daughter up. Thinking about

their first

felt a sudden

Alexis up, saying she had to deal with

didn’t answer her right

end, he agreed to her

She wandered around aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly, she found herself in their old neighborhood. Their

the old Ferris wheel, lit up with neon lights that

welled up in her

she opened the door

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

going on? Didn’t she love

wore the previous wedding ring,

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

the current Waylen. She didn’t treat him as her husband, but as

Was she really as cruel

apartment without moving all

least here, she didn’t need to play the role of a good wife, and her true emotions bubbled

cried silently in the dark, unending tears

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

a bag of takeout food. She didn’t know

home can take care

say anything. She just stared at him

turn on the lights,

how fragile she was at

her. He set down the food, sat down next to

ignored

she gave birth to Alexis, she

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