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.

he knew she heard him touching himself in the bathroom Last night that they both felt a bit

he didn’t answer her

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

it was

Alexis’ head tenderly and said,

leave, but Waylen grabbed her by

she smiled at him and nodded, and he

only to realize that the man seemed to be having a

she refused to satisfy him due

if he asked for it, would

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

hugged Rena from behind and asked her for a morning

behind her ear and asked in a low,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

tried to push him away, but he wrapped his arms

feel his desire for her. She

Wasn’t that enough?

to take Alexis to school later,

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.

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

was taken aback

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

suddenly pining

and it had

now, the

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

was content with

thought they could live like this forever,

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

to

crease formed on Rena’s

she needs to catch up on her piano lessons. Marcus’ still

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

Waylen’s expression darkened.

never expected that he’d propose they travel together. In

the truth dawned on him.

stared at her quietly,

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

sick, or maybe she was mentally

turned around

we 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

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

months after their reconciliation, Waylen now finally admitted that he didn’t really claim

the role of a good

Rena was no longer as passionate whenever they

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

like this was frustrating for a man, especially for a proud

that he couldn’t make her

gradually reduced from twice a week to

their life was, fortunately, the

depressed, but she

utmost care, walking on

abandon him one day because of

it was postponed for another month due to some unspecified reasons. By the time it was to be held, it

went shopping with Cecilia

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

Cecilia’s true reason

Mark had once proclaimed that he

after shopping, they sat

into Vera there, which took them

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

her

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

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

listened to

Cecilia also remained silent.

a long time now, and

Vera also had to leave to pick up

up. Thinking about the class reunion reminded

always remembered their first time

by the memory, she felt a

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

right away. He just stayed

he agreed to her

along the streets. Suddenly, she found herself in

she gazed at the old Ferris wheel, lit up

up in

the door to the old

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

was going on? Didn’t she love

stubbornly wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling to take it

wasn’t she the one who wanted to start over with him? So

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

God. Was she really as cruel

apartment without moving all

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

silently in the dark, unending tears streaming

of a sudden, she heard the door unlock. It creaked open, and a beam of light from the corridor

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

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

She just

reached out to turn on the lights,

want him to see how fragile

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

ignored

birth to Alexis, she suffered

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