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.

himself 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

fixed his eyes on her, but he

he opened his mouth and explained in a hoarse

knew it was just an

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

grabbed

didn’t respond at first. After a while, she smiled

little, only to realize that

satisfy him

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

a crisp shirt and

and asked her for a

the dewy skin behind her ear and asked in a low, hoarse voice,

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

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

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

Wasn’t that enough?

Alexis to school later, and

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 you

aback by his

and got back together, he had treated

he was suddenly

it had become a luxury for people their age. She reminisced the times she was young and once

the tables had

handsome face. Over the years, he had aged

was content with their

live like this forever, but his unrelenting

smile tugged at the corners of Rena’s

for a long time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to free up my schedule. Let’s go on a family trip next

formed on

catch up on her piano lessons. Marcus’ still too

a lot of reasons, but she didn’t give

Waylen’s expression darkened.

travel together. In fact,

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

quietly, trying to read her

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

accept things as they were. Maybe he was sick, or maybe

turned around and continued

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

Waylen’s arms went slack.

her and said in a low voice, “Don’t

how passionate Rena was 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

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

as usual, perfectly playing the role of a good wife and mother in the following days. Of course, that included

that Rena was no longer as passionate

he’d be so enthusiastic, while she’d just

for a man, especially for a

he couldn’t

gradually reduced from twice a week

fortunately, the two children were

depressed, but she refused to see

care, walking

him one

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

shopping with Cecilia to prepare for

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

to Cecilia’s

Mark had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that Cecilia took it

after shopping, they sat down

there, which

found the fountain of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than

want to disclose her

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

mistress of a coal magnate, eventually replacing the bastard’s first wife. She’s become complacent now.

to

Cecilia also remained silent.

time now, and it almost felt

to

in the mall before picking her daughter up. Thinking about

always remembered their

she felt

Alexis up, saying she

her right

he agreed

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

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

welled up in

she opened the door to the

Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness, Rena finally gathered the courage

on? Didn’t

well, and she stubbornly wore the previous wedding

start over with him? So why did she refuse to move on

bittersweet memories of the past, she found that 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 man who didn’t lose his memory and

Was she really as

apartment without moving all

that she needed to take a break from it all. At least here, she didn’t need to play the role of

in the dark, unending tears streaming

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

standing by the door, carrying a bag of takeout food.

are asleep. The servants at home can take care of them, so we can stay here

She just stared

out to turn on the lights, but Rena quickly

how fragile

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

who ignored her all

she gave birth to Alexis,

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