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.

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

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

he opened his mouth and explained in a

it was

further. She just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly

stood up to leave, but Waylen grabbed her by the

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

a little, only to realize that the man seemed to be having

she refused to satisfy him

what he really wanted, if he asked for it, would she really give it

nicely in a crisp

behind and

behind her ear and asked in a low, hoarse voice, “You heard

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

push him away, but he

she could tangibly feel his desire for her. She couldn’t help

Wasn’t that enough?

later, and you should get going to work,

don’t care about me. The letter from Mavis, me touching myself… You didn’t ask anything because you just

and blurted, “Rena, do you still love

was taken aback

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

he was suddenly pining for her

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

the tables

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

content with

live like this forever,

corners of Rena’s lips. “Of course

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

crease formed on

“And she needs to catch up on her piano

of reasons, but

Waylen’s expression darkened.

together. In fact, she never expected anything from

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

at her quietly, trying

silence, he said, “Rena, let’s go see a

he was sick, or maybe she was

She turned around and

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

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

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

now finally admitted that

playing the role of a good wife and mother in the

that Rena was no longer as passionate

she’d just

for a man, especially for a proud one

he couldn’t make her

their sex life gradually reduced from twice a week

fortunately, the two children were

depressed, but

treated her with utmost care, walking on eggshells

that she’d abandon him one day

postponed for another month due to some unspecified reasons.

went shopping with Cecilia to prepare for

She slowly became financially independent and moved out of the Fowler family’s house with Edwin. Rena was taken aback by Cecilia’s decision,

she remained oblivious to Cecilia’s true

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

they sat down

into Vera there, which took them by

at her old friend from head to toe and sighed. “Have you found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the

her private

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

tone, “Remember Aline? She became the mistress of a coal

listened to her

Cecilia also remained silent.

heard Harold’s name in a long time now, and

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

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

their first

felt a

and asked him to pick Alexis up, saying

her right away. He just stayed

he agreed to her

the streets. Suddenly,

twilight, she gazed at the old Ferris wheel,

welled up

she opened the door

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

on? Didn’t she

wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling

who wanted to start over with him? So why did she refuse to move

treat him as her husband, but as a mere tool to remind her of the man she loved, the man who didn’t lose

God. Was she really as cruel as

the apartment

break from it all. At least here, she didn’t need to play the role of

the dark, unending

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

by the door, carrying a bag of takeout

can take care of them, so we can stay here for

say anything. She just stared at him

lights, but Rena

didn’t want him to see how

down the food, sat down next to her, and hugged her tightly. “Rena,

was he who ignored her

birth to Alexis,

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