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.

the bathroom Last night that they both felt a bit awkward. But Rena still spoke to him in a gentle

he

mouth and explained in a hoarse

knew it was just an

stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said, “I’m

to leave, but Waylen grabbed her by the

while, she smiled

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

refused to satisfy him

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

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

Rena from behind and asked her

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

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

tried to push him away, but he wrapped his

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

Wasn’t that enough?

later, and you should get going to work,

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 just don’t care anymore. You never

he couldn’t contain his fear and blurted, “Rena, do

was taken aback by

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

was suddenly pining

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

now, the tables had

he had aged gracefully, and she could feel his warmth at her

was content with

this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had exceeded her

of Rena’s lips. “Of course

stared at her intently for a long time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to free up my schedule. Let’s go on

formed on Rena’s

has classes,” she protested. “And she needs to catch up on her piano lessons. Marcus’ still too young,

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

Waylen’s expression darkened.

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

dawned on him. Maybe… She really didn’t Love him at

her quietly,

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

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

She turned around and continued

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

in a low

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

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

of a good wife and mother

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

enthusiastic, while she’d just

like this was frustrating for a man, especially

showed that he couldn’t

sex life gradually reduced from twice a week to once

fortunately, the two children

depressed,

care, walking on eggshells every

afraid that she’d abandon him one day

due to some unspecified reasons. By the time

went shopping with Cecilia to prepare for

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

was because Mark had once proclaimed that he Liked independent

shopping, they

into Vera there,

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 you have a wonderful sex

to disclose her private affairs,

long since the last reunion. I wonder how

mistress of

listened to

Cecilia also remained silent.

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

Vera also had to leave to pick

in the mall before picking her daughter up. Thinking about the class reunion reminded her of the time she had lost her virginity to

their first

she felt a

Alexis up,

didn’t answer her right away. He just

end, he agreed to

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

the old Ferris wheel, lit

welled up in her

the door to the old

piano used to sit. Sitting down on

was going on? Didn’t she

wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling to take it

over with him? So

she rejected the current Waylen. She didn’t treat him as her husband, but as

she really as

in the apartment without moving

At least here,

She cried silently in the dark, unending tears streaming down her

the door unlock. It creaked open, and a

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

home can take care of them, so we can stay here for

didn’t say anything. She just stared at him

out to turn on the lights,

to see how fragile she was at

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

who ignored her all this

gave birth to Alexis,

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