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

but he didn’t answer her for

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

both knew it was just an

She just stroked Alexis’ head

leave, but Waylen grabbed her by the

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

little, only

satisfy

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

was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly refreshing scent of aftershave filling her

Rena from behind and asked her for a morning

asked in a low, hoarse voice,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

tried to push him away, but he

close to each other that she could tangibly feel his desire for her. She couldn’t help but recall how he had pleasured himself

Wasn’t that enough?

to school later, and you

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 just don’t care anymore. You never call me even when I attend

and blurted, “Rena,

was taken aback by

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

suddenly

of things 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. She reminisced the times she was young and once desperately yearned for his

the tables had

face. Over the years, he had

with

could live like this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had

Rena’s

a long time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to free up my schedule. Let’s

crease formed

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

counted off a lot of reasons, but she didn’t give him

Waylen’s expression darkened.

propose they travel together. In fact, she never

a beat as the truth dawned on him.

at her quietly, trying to read

silence, he said,

he was sick, or maybe she was mentally ill. Either way,

around and continued

aren’t we good now? Isn’t this normal? Many

Waylen’s arms went slack.

her and said in a low voice,

the past, so he could tell that she was somewhat distant from him now. She treated him as though their relationship was meticulously

now finally admitted

perfectly playing the role of a good wife and mother in the following days. Of course, that included trying her best

Waylen could still tell that Rena was no longer as passionate whenever they had

so enthusiastic, while she’d just humor him without

frustrating for a man,

it showed that he couldn’t make her

sex life gradually reduced from twice a week

their life was, fortunately, the

likely depressed, but she refused to see

care, walking on eggshells

she’d abandon him one day because of

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

went shopping with Cecilia to prepare

She slowly became financially independent and moved out of

to Cecilia’s

was because Mark had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women

shopping, they

they ran into Vera there, which took them by

her old 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. Or is it because

disclose her private affairs, so she

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

and she whispered in a hushed tone, “Remember Aline? She became the mistress of a coal magnate, eventually replacing the bastard’s first wife. She’s become complacent

listened to her

Cecilia also remained silent.

now, and it almost felt surreal to be hearing about him

Vera also had to leave to pick up

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

their first

the memory, she felt a sudden impulse to get

pick Alexis up, saying she had to deal

right away. He just stayed

the end, he agreed to

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

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

welled up in her

she opened the door

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

going on? Didn’t

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

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

husband, but as a mere tool to remind her of

really as

sat in the apartment

a break from it all. At least here, she didn’t need to play the role of a good wife, and her true emotions bubbled up

cried silently in the dark, unending tears

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

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

said softly, “The kids are asleep. The servants at home can take care of

say anything. She just

to turn on the lights, but Rena

how fragile she was

down the food, sat down

who ignored her

gave birth to Alexis, she suffered from

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