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.

bit awkward. But Rena still spoke to him in a gentle and considerate manner, “Why did you sleep in the study with

her, but he didn’t answer

he opened his mouth and explained in a

both knew it was just an

further. She just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said, “I’m

leave, but Waylen grabbed her by the am.

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

pondered a little, only

to satisfy him due

he asked for it, would she

entered the kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly refreshing scent

from behind and asked her for

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

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

him away, but he wrapped his arms around

other that she could tangibly feel his desire for her. She couldn’t help but

Wasn’t that enough?

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

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

couldn’t contain his fear and

taken aback by

they reconciled and got back together, he had treated her with utmost care and never required anything of

was suddenly

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

now, the tables

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

was content with their

this forever, but his unrelenting

smile tugged at the corners of Rena’s lips.

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

crease formed on Rena’s

classes,” she protested. “And she needs to catch up on her piano

but she didn’t give him

Waylen’s expression darkened.

that he’d propose they travel together. In fact, she never expected anything from

on

her quietly,

said, “Rena,

as they were. Maybe he was sick, or maybe she was mentally ill. Either way, something

refused. She turned around and continued

we good now? Isn’t this normal? Many

Waylen’s arms went slack.

said in a low voice, “Don’t compare us

tell that she was

their reconciliation, Waylen now finally admitted

of a good wife and mother in the following days. Of course, that included trying her best to satisfy him in

could still tell that Rena was no longer as passionate

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

for a man, especially for a proud

it showed that he couldn’t make her

life gradually reduced from

fortunately, the two children

was likely depressed, but she

utmost care, walking on eggshells every single

him one day because

some unspecified reasons. By the time it was

went shopping with Cecilia

moved out of the Fowler family’s

oblivious to Cecilia’s

Mark had once proclaimed that he Liked independent women that Cecilia

shopping, they sat down

they ran into Vera there, which took them by

from 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

to disclose her private affairs, so she

“It’s been so long

She became the mistress of a coal magnate,

to her gossip

Cecilia also remained silent.

long time now, and it almost felt surreal to be

went ahead. Vera also had to leave to pick up her son from

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

always remembered their first time

felt a sudden impulse to

called Waylen and asked him to pick Alexis

her right away. He just stayed

he agreed to her

chauffeur to send her back. She wandered around aimlessly along the streets. Suddenly, she found

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

welled up in her

opened the

Morning Dew piano used to sit. Sitting down on the sofa, engulfed in darkness,

going on? Didn’t

she stubbornly wore the previous wedding ring, unwilling

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

her husband, but as a mere tool to remind her of the man she loved, the man who didn’t lose his memory and

God. Was she really as cruel

apartment

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

in the dark, unending

unlock. It creaked open, and a beam of light from the corridor

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

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

anything. She just

the lights, but Rena quickly stopped him.

him to see how fragile she was at that

walked towards her. He set down the food, sat

he who ignored her

gave birth to Alexis, she suffered

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