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.

out of bed, careful not to wake her. But instead of taking a shower, he put on a shirt and

that there was no memory that

was also said that the

up, she found

gently,

the time, she found that it was already 10 o’clock. She was surprised. She hadn’t slept so deeply

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

Rena nodded.

she couldn’t help but call

the clinic

chair and said to Rena in a very gentle tone, “I didn’t want to wake you up this morning when I saw that you were sleeping

responded and then ended the

was a little disappointed. It wasn’t unusual for Rena to do what she wanted, but when she did, it rarely ever

example, she was free today, but

if they could take an afternoon nap together,

differently. It was as though she

then, the hypnotist and his assistant came

light down and said in a gentle voice, “Mr. Fowler, we’re going to

and gradually

started and sent

that this hypnotist was really good at

The golf course…

The pouring rain…

Continental GT, Waylen was kissing Rena

In the hospital…

ring slipped off from her finger, and it

How many times did you have sex

what do you mean

want it anymore. I don’t want

please don’t give up on

be pieced together. Waylen began to feel a searing pain in his

was something that gave him

was Rena. Her sadness.

corner alone, crying sadly… He wanted to tell her not to cry, but he found that he couldn’t make a

was covered

armrests tightly, blue veins standing out on the back of his

“Mr. Fowler? Mr. Fowler!”

When Waylen opened

scenes vanished from his

of Rena’s crying face was

quietly, his head

down his handsome face, wetting

apologetically, “Mr. Fowler, I’m afraid we need to stop this

slow, deep breaths,

as though he was

wanted to know, but all the information disappeared as soon as he returned to reality. As a stubborn

no.

wagged his finger and said, “Mr. Fowler, I

came

get it, Mr. Fowler. It’s not like your missing memories is

frowned and mulled over the hypnotist’s question. He found his

doing this for

old Waylen again, Rena’s mental health would

would be genuinely happy instead of

couldn’t stand Rena… “settling” for

his head still throbbing. Resting against the plush backseat, he gently

a tube of balm and diligently massaged it onto Waylen’s forehead. “Mr. Fowler, we

Waylen was momentarily

but it’s as if I blacked

the hypnotist; instead, it was Waylen’s nerves

disengaging from Jazlyn’s touch,

earnestly wished for Rena’s happiness. He wanted to be his “complete” self,

Waylen’s

was soft as she inquired,

Miraculously, Waylen’s headache vanished.

up straight, he asked in

smile was evident

for you. Would you like to

twitched

holding back for a moment, he replied in a composed manner, “Then I’ll eagerly

call, Waylen couldn’t help but ponder that their marriage

all that

a special place in his heart and she genuinely made an effort to get closer to him. She cherished

ways, their marriage fared better

noon, Waylen embraced Rena as they took a rest

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

she asked Waylen in a hushed voice,

an integral

eyes on them, Rena wasn’t one for ostentation. She believed that five million dollars struck a balance between looking generous and

shared her thoughts

caressed her

and

of an eye, the two universities hosted a joint

event became the talk

considerable attention in

elegant attire and applying

silk

adorning her, just a pair of

in breakfast and

hearing the approaching footsteps, he gazed at Rena, his deep eyes filled with both affection and a slight trace of discontent. “Rena,

Rena responded

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

said. “It’s very low-key already. I’m sure

it

was rather warm today, wearing fur could

school, Waylen was taken aback

a newcomer to the ladies’ circle in

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