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.

of 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 desk. It belonged to a world

was no memory that

that the process

she found a white rose nestled

touched it gently, smiling

found that it was already 10 o’clock. She was surprised. She

her, “Mr. Fowler took Miss Lexi to the kindergarten early this morning while Mr. Marcus

Rena nodded.

up, she couldn’t help but

in the clinic when his

tone, “I didn’t want to wake you up this morning when I saw that you were

then ended the

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

today, but

afternoon nap together, he would’ve been

thought differently. It was as though she just saw

then, the hypnotist and his assistant came in. He

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

nodded and gradually shut his

got started and sent Waylen into a deep

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

The golf course…

The pouring rain…

Bentley Continental GT, Waylen was kissing

In the hospital…

slipped off from her finger, and

times did

tell me, what do

anymore. I don’t want

don’t give up on

in his mind, but they couldn’t be pieced together. Waylen began to feel a

was something that gave him the strength to

Rena. Her

crying sadly… He wanted to tell her not

was covered in

tightly, blue veins standing out on the back

“Mr. Fowler? Mr. Fowler!”

When Waylen opened his

the chaotic scenes

Rena’s

quietly, his head aching

his handsome face, wetting the top part

need to stop this session, unless

slow, deep breaths,

though he was going to collapse into

up. He knew that he had seen what he wanted to know, but all the information disappeared as soon as he returned to

no. You

his finger and said, “Mr.

going on, Jazlyn came

proceeded to pack up his things decisively. “I don’t get it, Mr. Fowler. It’s not like your missing memories is affecting your life. Why do you need

He found his

doing

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

instead of just settling with

stand Rena… “settling” for

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

concern etched on her face, Jazlyn fetched a tube of balm and diligently massaged it onto Waylen’s forehead. “Mr. Fowler, we should probably

Waylen was

lot during that session but it’s as if

instead, it was

touch, Waylen seemed somewhat

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

then, Waylen’s phone

as she inquired, “Waylen, are

Miraculously, Waylen’s headache vanished.

up straight, he asked in a raspy voice, “What’s

evident in

you like to have them? If you do, I’ll drop by your office

nose twitched in

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

but ponder that their

wasn’t all that

an effort

many ways, their marriage

Waylen embraced Rena as

tightly, her essence intertwining with

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

donation was an integral part of such

believed that five million dollars struck a balance between looking

shared her

caressed her waist. “That sounds

turned around and nestled

blink of an eye, the two universities hosted a joint

event became the talk of the

considerable

donning an elegant

wore a resplendent red silk

just a pair of exquisite pearl earrings

engrossed in breakfast and perusing financial

both affection and a slight trace of

her watch, Rena

Luxury timepiece, worth over 20 million dollars. Both Rena’s and Waylen’s

“It’s very low-key already. I’m sure someone will be donning fur

found it hard to

warm today, wearing

school, Waylen was taken aback to see someone indeed donning

a newcomer to

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