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.

they both felt a bit awkward. But Rena still spoke to him in a gentle and considerate manner,

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

opened his mouth and explained in a hoarse voice, “I was scared I’d wake

it was just

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

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

After a while, she smiled at him and nodded, and he

only to realize

to satisfy him due to his

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

dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored

hugged Rena from behind and asked

in a low, hoarse voice, “You heard me Last night,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

but he wrapped his

so close to each other that she could tangibly feel his desire for her. She couldn’t help but recall

Wasn’t that enough?

Alexis to school later, and you should get going to work,

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 just don’t care

his fear and

was taken aback by his

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

he was suddenly

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

now, the tables

face. Over the years, he had aged gracefully, and she could feel his warmth at her

with their current

could live like this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had exceeded her

smile tugged at the corners of Rena’s lips. “Of course

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

crease formed

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

but she

Waylen’s expression darkened.

they travel together. In fact, she never expected anything

skipped a beat as the truth dawned on him. Maybe… She

quietly,

silence, he said, “Rena,

or maybe she was mentally

She turned around

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

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

reconciliation, Waylen now finally admitted that

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

was no longer as passionate whenever they had

be so enthusiastic, while she’d

frustrating for a man, especially for a proud

showed that he couldn’t make her happy

reduced from twice a week to once

fortunately, the two children

that Rena was likely depressed,

with utmost care, walking on eggshells every single

him one day

month due to some unspecified reasons. By the time

shopping with Cecilia to

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

oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason for

that he Liked independent women that Cecilia took it

they sat down for

Vera there,

friend from head to toe and sighed. “Have you found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the last time we met.

want to disclose her private affairs, so she

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

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

listened to

Cecilia also remained silent.

in a long time now, and it almost

had to

up. Thinking about the class reunion reminded her of the time she had lost her virginity

remembered their

felt

called Waylen and asked him to pick Alexis up, saying she had to

answer her right away. He

the end, he

aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly, she found herself in their old neighborhood. Their previous apartment was only

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

welled up

the door

aside from the empty spot where the Morning Dew piano used to sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness, Rena

on? Didn’t she

her well, and she stubbornly wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling to take it

who wanted to start over with him? So why

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

she really as

apartment without moving all

here, she didn’t need

cried silently in the dark, unending tears

she heard the door unlock. It creaked open,

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

servants at home can take care of them,

She

on the lights, but Rena

to see how fragile

set down the food, sat down next to her, and hugged her tightly. “Rena, I’m

was he who ignored her

she gave birth to Alexis, she suffered from postpartum

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