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

but he didn’t answer her for a long

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

both knew it

Alexis’ head tenderly and said, “I’m

to leave, but Waylen grabbed her by the

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

little, only to realize

to satisfy him due to

he asked for it, would she really give it to

making breakfast, Waylen entered the kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly

from behind and asked her

ear and asked in

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

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

his desire for her. She couldn’t help but recall how he had pleasured himself

Wasn’t that enough?

have to take Alexis to school later, and you

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

fear and blurted, “Rena, do you still

taken aback by

after they reconciled and got back together, he had treated her with utmost

he was suddenly pining for

them, and it had become a luxury for

the tables had

Over the years, he had aged

was content with their

this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had

at the corners of Rena’s lips. “Of course I do,”

ask Jazlyn to free up

formed on

needs to catch up on her

reasons, but she

Waylen’s expression darkened.

they travel together. In fact, she never

a beat as the truth dawned on him. Maybe…

her quietly, trying to read her

prolonged silence, he said,

or maybe

Rena refused. She turned around and continued to

normal? Many couples go

Waylen’s arms went slack.

in a low voice,

with that “Waylen” in the past, so he could tell that she was somewhat distant from him now. She treated him as though their relationship was meticulously arranged, flawless but

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

still as gentle and considerate as usual, perfectly playing the role of a good wife and mother in the following

Waylen could still tell that Rena was no

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

for a man, especially for

showed that he couldn’t make

reduced

life was, fortunately, the two children were

Rena was likely depressed, but she refused

her with utmost care, walking on eggshells every single

abandon him one

month due to some unspecified reasons. By the time it was to be held, it was close

Cecilia

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

oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason for

proclaimed that he Liked independent women that Cecilia

they

into Vera there,

youth? Your skin looks even more

to disclose her

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

She became the mistress of

listened to her

Cecilia also remained silent.

hadn’t heard Harold’s name in a long time now, and it almost felt surreal to be hearing about

had to leave to

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

their first

memory, she felt a sudden

to pick Alexis

right away.

he agreed to

along the streets. Suddenly, she found herself

the embrace of twilight, she gazed at the old Ferris wheel, lit up with neon lights

welled up in

night, she opened the door

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

going on? Didn’t she

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

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

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

she really as

the apartment without moving all

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

cried. She cried silently in the dark, unending

unlock. It creaked open, and a

head and found her husband standing by the door, carrying a

can take care of them, so

didn’t say anything. She just stared

the lights, but

how

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

was he who ignored her all

gave birth to Alexis, she suffered from

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