Because their father was always so focused on their mother.

After lulling the two children to sleep, Waylen went back to the bedroom.

The light inside was turned on.

Wearing nothing but a bathrobe, Rena was leaning against the headboard, reading.

Waylen stood at the door, slowly untying his tie.

He somehow was still bothered by what Harold said, so he deliberately asked, “The reunion’s in two days, right? Is your dress ready?”

Rena put down the book she was reading.

She couldn’t help but stare as Waylen took off his clothes, but not in a malicious way. There was just something so bewitching about the way he moved.

After a while, Rena came to herself and smiled. “In fact, it’s not just a reunion, but also the anniversary of our school. There’ll be a lot of people, so there’s no need to be so high-profile.”

Waylen tossed his shirt away and then approached her.

“Mrs. Fowler, you look good.”

From a man’s point of view, Rena was indeed beautiful.

And as her husband, Waylen liked the way she looked very much.

Looking into his deep eyes and his disheveled hair, Rena naturally wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. Even she was surprised that she took initiative.

But even after kissing him for a while, he still didn’t respond.

She couldn’t help but take a peek at him…

Waylen gently touched her face and pulled away from her kiss slightly, whispering in a hoarse voice, “I saw Harold at the club this evening. Rena, will he also be at the reunion?”

Rena thought for a moment and answered honestly, “No idea.”

The next moment, Waylen climbed on top of her, trapping her in place…

His eyes asked her for a kiss.

“If he goes, I’ll go, too,” he said decisively.

With Rena lying underneath him, her bathrobe had slipped to the side, exposing her delicate clavicle. She touched her husband’s chiseled chin and giggled Like a schoolgirl. “Waylen, why are you so immature?”

Two universities were going to hold an anniversary party together.

What did Waylen have to do with this?

Smiling in satisfaction, Waylen plopped down next to Rena, took out his phone from his pocket, and dialed a number.

He was calling Roscoe.

As soon as the call connected, Waylen asked, “Hey, are you out fooling around?”

“What? Of course not! I’m married, remember? Anyway, what’s up, dude?”

Waylen glanced at Rena.

Waylen smiled and asked, “Will you wear matching outfits with Vera to the reunion party?”

Roscoe didn’t think too much and began to complain.

“I already picked out a nice couple’s outfit, but Vera doesn’t want us to wear it. She said she’s been married twice, so she wants to keep it low-key this year. What’s wrong with marrying twice? This is my first marriage, and I just wanted to show her off…

Especially when I heard that her bastard of an ex-husband was coming, too.

He’s even sponsoring the event with two million dollars! Can you believe him? Waylen, didn’t your wife cooperate with Joseph back then? Well, the bastard has made a comeback. Tell Rena that this is all her fault!”

Roscoe blabbered on and on.

Finally, Waylen said thoughtfully, “It turns out that even Joseph can go, but I haven’t even been invited yet…”

Roscoe’s jaw dropped.

He knew that he had said the wrong thing and then realized the true purpose of Waylen’s call, so he wanted to say something to Rena, but Vera hastily hung up the phone before he could get another word out and make things worse.

Waylen tossed his phone aside and looked at Rena discontentedly. “Both Vera’s ex-husband and current husband will be there. Don’t you want to take your husband?”

Rena knew that she couldn’t talk Waylen out of this, so she finally caved in to his request.

Once in a blue moon, Rena was in the mood to make a joke. “I’ll also be bringing two husbands,” she teased.

One was the memory of the old Waylen, and the other was the present Waylen.

Realizing this, Waylen was so angry that he jumped on top of her and kissed her for a long time. He didn’t stop kissing her until he was so turned on.

He pulled away to look into her beautiful eyes, whispering, “Rena, please don’t piss me off on purpose.”

Waylen still cared about the fact that he lost his memories.

After their sweet, passionate making-out, Rena had a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

She gently touched the corner of his eyes, which already had a few small wrinkles, but she still found him charming.

Actually, mature men were really attractive to women.

Rena said softly, “Waylen, I have no interest in cheating on you.”

The atmosphere suddenly became delicate.

Waylen knew what Rena meant. She wasn’t in the mood to hit on other men since she was even so cold to a catch like him.

Without saying anything, he Lay down next to her and held her close.

After lying like this for a long time, he croaked, “We’ll be fine, Rena. Someday.”

Soon, Rena fell asleep.

bed, careful not to wake her. But instead of taking a shower, he put on a shirt and walked to the study… There was a business card on the

was no

also said that the

morning, when Rena woke up, she

it gently,

that it was already 10

the servant informed her, “Mr. Fowler took Miss Lexi to the kindergarten

Rena nodded.

couldn’t

clinic when his

gentle tone, “I didn’t want to wake you up this morning when I saw that you were sleeping so soundly. The children will be

and then

do what she wanted, but when she did, it rarely ever had anything to do with

today, but she didn’t offer to

afternoon nap together, he

It was as though she just saw

his assistant came in. He was

“Mr. Fowler, we’re

and gradually

soon got started and sent Waylen into

be said that this hypnotist was really good at what he did. Soon, Waylen’s mind was filled

The golf course…

The pouring rain…

golden Bentley Continental GT, Waylen was

In the hospital…

off from her finger, and it

How many times did you have

what do you mean

I don’t want nothing

please don’t give up

began to feel a searing pain in his head… He couldn’t hold on any

pain, there was something that gave him the strength

Rena. Her

wanted to tell

covered in cold

blue veins standing out on the back of his

“Mr. Fowler? Mr. Fowler!”

When Waylen opened his

of the chaotic scenes vanished

of Rena’s crying

there quietly,

handsome face, wetting the top part of his

we need to stop this session, unless you want to die. What we’re doing is really

took slow, deep breaths, gradually calming himself

was going to

to know, but all the information disappeared as soon as he returned to reality. As a stubborn man, he was not reconciled. “I want to

no, no. You

wagged his finger and said, “Mr. Fowler,

on, Jazlyn came in and

Fowler. It’s not like your missing memories is affecting your life. Why do you

the hypnotist’s question. He found his answer when

was doing

memory and became the old Waylen again, Rena’s mental health would definitely

would be genuinely happy instead of just settling with their

stand Rena… “settling” for

the clinic and slid into his car, his head still throbbing. Resting against the plush backseat, he gently caressed his

it onto Waylen’s forehead. “Mr. Fowler, we should probably seek out a neurologist. This

Waylen was momentarily lost

session but it’s as

with the hypnotist; instead, it

disengaging from Jazlyn’s touch, Waylen seemed somewhat

for Rena’s happiness. He wanted to

Waylen’s phone

as she

Miraculously, Waylen’s headache vanished.

he asked in a raspy

smile was evident

said, “I suddenly thought of preparing some snacks for you. Would you like to have them?

twitched

a composed manner, “Then I’ll eagerly await your surprise

Waylen couldn’t help but ponder that their marriage might not be

it wasn’t all that

effort to

marriage fared better than

embraced Rena as they

a 20-square-meter lounge, he held her tightly, her essence intertwining with his, silently

a hushed voice, “How much do you think I should

integral part

Rena wasn’t one for ostentation. She believed

her thoughts

closed, Waylen gently caressed her waist. “That

turned around and nestled in

eye, the two

event became the

garnered considerable attention in

donning an elegant attire

wore a resplendent red silk shirt paired with

were no extravagant jewels adorning her, just a pair of exquisite pearl earrings and a sophisticated

was engrossed in breakfast and perusing financial

the approaching footsteps, he gazed at Rena, his deep eyes filled with both affection and a slight trace of discontent. “Rena, your attire today seems grander than

watch, Rena responded

wore was a custom-made international Luxury timepiece, worth over 20 million dollars. Both Rena’s and Waylen’s watches were designed as a couple set but his seemed understated

I’m sure someone will be

found it

today, wearing fur could very likely

was taken aback to see

a newcomer to the ladies’ circle

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