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.

in the bathroom Last night that they both felt a bit awkward. But Rena still spoke to him in a gentle and considerate manner, “Why did you sleep in the study

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

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

knew it

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

but Waylen grabbed her by

at first. After a while, she smiled at him and nodded, and he finally let her

only to realize that the man seemed to be

refused to satisfy him

really wanted, if he asked

Waylen entered the kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored

hugged Rena from behind and asked her

and asked in a

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

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

desire for her. She couldn’t

Wasn’t that enough?

later, and you should get

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

fear and blurted,

taken aback by his blunt

back together, he had treated her with utmost care

he was suddenly

be attained through hard work, but Love wasn’t one of them, and it had become a luxury for people their age. She reminisced the times she was young and

the tables had

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

with their

this forever, but his unrelenting

Rena’s lips. “Of course I do,” she

Jazlyn to free up my schedule.

formed on Rena’s

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

reasons, but she

Waylen’s expression darkened.

that he’d propose they travel together. In fact, she

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

her quietly, trying to

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

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

around and continued to prepare

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

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

she was somewhat distant from him now. She treated him as though their relationship was meticulously arranged, flawless

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

the role of a good wife

still tell that Rena was no

enthusiastic, while she’d just humor him without any

frustrating for a man, especially for a

showed that he couldn’t

gradually reduced from twice a

as their life was, fortunately,

was likely depressed, but she refused to see

he treated her with utmost care, walking on eggshells every single

that she’d abandon him one day because of

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

went shopping with Cecilia to prepare for the

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

remained oblivious to Cecilia’s

Mark had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that

after shopping, they sat

they ran into Vera there, which took them

sighed. “Have you found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the last time we met.

disclose her private affairs, so she just

sighed. “It’s been so long since the

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

to

Cecilia also remained silent.

Harold’s name in a long time now, and it almost felt surreal to be hearing about him

also had to leave to pick up her son

to stay a little longer in the mall before picking her daughter up. Thinking

remembered their

the memory, she felt a

to pick Alexis up, saying she had to

her right away. He just

the end, he agreed to her

streets. Suddenly,

Ferris wheel, lit up with neon lights that shone brightly in the

up

she opened the door to the old

down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness, Rena finally gathered

was going on? Didn’t

stubbornly wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling

with him? So why did she

as her husband, but as a mere tool to remind her of the man

she really as cruel as

in the apartment without moving all

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

silently in the dark, unending

the door unlock. It creaked open,

by the door, carrying a bag of takeout food. She didn’t know what it was, but

kids are asleep. The servants at home can take care of them, so we can stay

say anything. She just

reached out to turn on the lights, but

to see how fragile she

down the food, sat down next to her,

who ignored her all

birth to Alexis, she suffered from

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