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

but he didn’t answer her for a long

a hoarse voice, “I

knew it was

didn’t press him further. She just stroked Alexis’ head tenderly and said,

Waylen grabbed her by the am. “Rena,

she smiled at him

only to realize

refused to satisfy him due to

wanted, if he

kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks,

from behind and asked her for a morning

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

Heard what?

Rena’s thoughts were muddled.

tried to push him away, but he

so close to each other that she could tangibly feel his desire

Wasn’t that enough?

Alexis to school later, and you should get going

to set her free. “You can keep blowing me off with 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

contain his fear and blurted, “Rena, do you still love

was taken aback by

they reconciled and got back together, he had treated her

suddenly pining for her

things in life that could be attained through 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 desperately yearned for his

now, the tables

had

was content with their

like this forever, but his

corners of Rena’s lips. “Of course I do,”

intently for a long time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to free

crease formed on

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

of reasons, but she didn’t give him

Waylen’s expression darkened.

they travel together. In fact, she never

beat as the truth dawned on him. Maybe… She really didn’t

just stared at her quietly, trying to read

said, “Rena, let’s

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

around

we good now? Isn’t this normal? Many

Waylen’s arms went slack.

a low voice, “Don’t compare

the past, so he could tell that she was somewhat

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

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 to satisfy him in

tell that Rena was no longer

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

was frustrating for a man, especially for a proud one

showed that he

force her, their sex life gradually reduced

life was, fortunately, the two

Rena was likely depressed,

with utmost care, walking on eggshells

that she’d abandon him one day because of their dull

to some unspecified reasons. By the time it was to be held, it

Cecilia to prepare

model, Cecilia was earning a lot now. She slowly became financially independent and moved out

oblivious to Cecilia’s true reason for

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

after shopping, they sat

ran into Vera there, which took

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

didn’t want to disclose her

Vera sighed. “It’s been so long since

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.

to her

Cecilia also remained silent.

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

Vera also had to

Thinking about the class reunion reminded her of the time she had lost her virginity to Waylen

their first

the memory, she felt

and asked him to pick Alexis up,

right away.

he

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

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

welled up in her

she opened the door to the old

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

was going on? Didn’t

treated her well, and she stubbornly wore the previous wedding ring,

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

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

she really as cruel

sat in the apartment without moving all

that she needed to take a break from it all. At least here,

silently in the

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

husband standing by the door, carrying a bag of takeout food. She didn’t know what

The servants at home can take care of

anything. She just

turn on the lights, but Rena quickly

how fragile she was at that

towards her. He set down the food, sat down next

he who ignored her

to Alexis,

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