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.

put on a shirt and

said that there was no memory that

also said that the process was

woke up, she found a white rose nestled on

touched it gently,

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

Miss Lexi to the kindergarten early this morning while Mr. Marcus was picked up by his

Rena nodded.

couldn’t

in the clinic when his

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

and then

to do what she wanted, but when she did, it rarely

but she didn’t offer to see

they could take an afternoon nap together, he

was as though she just saw him as

then, the hypnotist and his assistant came

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

and gradually

got started and sent Waylen into a

good at what he did. Soon, Waylen’s mind was filled with

The golf course…

The pouring rain…

Continental GT,

In the hospital…

and

many times did you have sex with

what do you mean by

I don’t want nothing

please don’t give up on

be pieced together. Waylen began to feel

there was something that gave

Her sadness.

crying sadly… He wanted to tell her not to cry, but he found

covered in cold

gripped the armrests tightly, blue veins standing out

“Mr. Fowler? Mr. Fowler!”

up. When Waylen opened his eyes, his mind went completely

of the chaotic scenes vanished from

the image of Rena’s crying face was

quietly, his head

face, wetting the top part of

I’m afraid we need to stop this session, unless you want to die.

deep breaths, gradually calming

as though he was going to collapse into

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

no, no. You

said, “Mr. Fowler, I

Jazlyn came in and tried to plead with

hypnotist proceeded to pack up his things decisively. “I don’t get it, Mr. Fowler. It’s not like your

over the hypnotist’s question. He found his answer when

doing this for

the old Waylen

happy instead of

couldn’t stand Rena…

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

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

Waylen was

that session but it’s as if I blacked out and

instead, it was Waylen’s nerves

touch,

could have had regrets, he earnestly wished for Rena’s happiness. He

Waylen’s phone

as she inquired, “Waylen, are

Miraculously, Waylen’s headache vanished.

in a raspy voice, “What’s the

smile was evident in her

you. Would you like to have them? If you

twitched in

back for a moment, he replied in a

Waylen couldn’t help but ponder that their marriage might

wasn’t all

heart and she genuinely made an effort to get closer to him. She

their marriage

as they took

a 20-square-meter lounge, he held her tightly, her essence

in a hushed voice, “How much do you

donation was an integral part of

eyes on them, Rena wasn’t one for ostentation. She believed that five million dollars struck

shared her thoughts with

caressed her waist. “That

turned around and nestled in

an eye, the two

the

it garnered considerable attention in

Rena rose, donning an elegant attire and applying makeup that accentuated her

silk shirt paired with a vibrant

no extravagant jewels adorning her, just a pair

Waylen was engrossed in breakfast and

Rena, his deep eyes filled with both affection and a slight trace of discontent. “Rena, your attire today seems grander than

her watch, Rena responded with a

over 20 million dollars. Both Rena’s and Waylen’s watches were designed as a couple set but his

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

it hard

temperature was rather warm today, wearing fur could very

school, Waylen was taken aback to see someone indeed donning

Aline, a newcomer to the ladies’

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