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.

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

eyes on her, but he didn’t answer her for

and explained in a hoarse voice, “I was scared

it

stroked Alexis’

leave, but Waylen grabbed her by

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

only to realize that the man seemed to be

satisfy him due to

told her what he really wanted, if he asked

nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly refreshing

hugged Rena from behind and asked her for a morning

in a low, hoarse voice, “You heard me Last

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

he

could tangibly feel his desire for her. She couldn’t help

Wasn’t that enough?

have to take Alexis to school later, and you should get going

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 social engagements and came home

fear and blurted,

was taken aback by

back together, he had treated her with

was suddenly pining for her

could be attained through hard work, but Love wasn’t one of them, and it had become a luxury for

now, the tables had

gently caressed his handsome face. Over the years, he had aged gracefully, and she could feel his warmth at her

was content with their current

could live like this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had

at the corners of Rena’s lips.

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

crease formed

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

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

Waylen’s expression darkened.

expected that he’d propose they travel together.

heart skipped a beat as the truth dawned on him.

just stared at her quietly, trying

he said, “Rena, let’s

Maybe he was sick, or maybe she was mentally

around

this normal? Many couples

Waylen’s arms went slack.

stood behind her and said in a low voice, “Don’t

was with that “Waylen” in the past, so he could tell that she was somewhat distant

now finally admitted that he

it to his perseverance, Rena was still as gentle and considerate as usual, 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

so enthusiastic, while she’d just humor him

for a man, especially

that he couldn’t make

her, their sex life gradually reduced from

was, fortunately, the two

likely depressed, but

care, walking on eggshells

she’d abandon him one day because of their dull

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

with Cecilia to prepare for

became financially independent and moved out of the Fowler family’s house with Edwin. Rena was taken aback

oblivious to Cecilia’s

Mark had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that Cecilia

they sat down

ran into Vera there, which took

of youth? Your skin looks even more dewy than the last time we

didn’t want to disclose her private affairs, so

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

tone, “Remember Aline? She became the mistress of a coal magnate, eventually

to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

in a long time now, and it

ahead. Vera also had to leave to pick up

a little longer in the mall before picking her daughter up. Thinking about the class reunion reminded her of the time she

remembered their first

she felt a

asked him to pick Alexis up,

didn’t answer her right away. He just stayed

he agreed to

streets. Suddenly, she found herself in their old neighborhood. Their previous apartment

Ferris

welled up in her

opened the

Dew piano used to sit. Sitting down on the sofa,

on? Didn’t she

treated her well, and she stubbornly wore the

wanted to start over with him?

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

God. Was she really as

apartment without

it was because she was so exhausted that she needed to take a break from it all. At least here, she didn’t need to play the role of a good wife, and her

in the

It creaked open,

a bag of takeout food. She didn’t know what

at home can take care of them, so

say anything. She

out to turn on the lights, but Rena

him to see how fragile she

he walked towards her. He set down the food, sat

who ignored her

Alexis, she suffered

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