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.

both felt a bit awkward. But Rena still spoke to him in a gentle

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

explained in a hoarse voice, “I

knew it was just

him further. She just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said, “I’m going

Waylen grabbed her by the am. “Rena,

After a while, she smiled at him and

the study and pondered a little, only to realize that the man seemed

refused to satisfy him due

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

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

and

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

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

but he wrapped his arms around her waist

desire for her. She couldn’t help but recall

Wasn’t that enough?

to take Alexis to school later, and

unwilling to set her free. “You 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 letter from Mavis, me touching myself… You didn’t ask anything because you

contain his fear and blurted, “Rena, do you still love

was taken aback

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

he was suddenly

and it

the tables

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

with

like this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had exceeded

faint smile tugged at the corners of Rena’s

ask Jazlyn to free up my schedule. Let’s go on a family trip

formed

needs to catch up on her piano lessons. Marcus’ still too

counted off a lot of reasons, but she

Waylen’s expression darkened.

propose they travel together. In fact,

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

at her quietly, trying to

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

accept things as they were. Maybe he was sick, or maybe she was mentally ill. Either way, something was terribly wrong with

Rena refused. She turned around and

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

and said in a low voice, “Don’t

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

after their reconciliation, Waylen now finally admitted that

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

tell that Rena was

be so enthusiastic, while she’d just humor him without

man, especially for a proud one like

that he couldn’t

to force her, their sex life gradually reduced from twice

life was, fortunately,

Rena was likely depressed, but

treated her with utmost care, walking on eggshells every

she’d abandon him one day because of their dull

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

Cecilia to prepare

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

oblivious to Cecilia’s true

once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that

after shopping, they sat

there, which took

“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

her

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

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

to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

a long time now, and it almost felt surreal to

Cecilia went ahead. Vera also had to leave to

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

remembered their first time

she felt a sudden

to pick Alexis up, saying she

her right away.

the end, he agreed to

the chauffeur to send her back. She wandered around aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly, she

in the embrace of twilight, she gazed at the old Ferris

up

the door to the

sit. Sitting down on the

on? Didn’t she

stubbornly wore the previous wedding ring,

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

the past, she found that she rejected the current Waylen. She didn’t treat him as her husband, but as a mere tool to remind her of the man she loved, the man who didn’t lose his memory

Was she really as

in the apartment

it 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 wife, and her true emotions

in the dark, unending tears

unlock. It creaked

raised her head and found her husband standing by the door, carrying a bag of takeout

said softly, “The kids are asleep. The servants at home can take care of them, so we can stay here for

She just stared at

out to turn on the lights, but Rena quickly stopped him. “No,

how fragile

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

who ignored her

she gave birth to Alexis, she suffered from postpartum

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