Waylen reclined the passenger seat, effectively trapping Rena beneath him, and tenderly kissed her.

He took great care to avoid putting any pressure on her lower abdomen, fearful of harming the baby.

Originally, he had intended to stop there after making out with her.

However, as her clothes came off in the car, he couldn’t help but notice how her pregnant body appeared even more delicate and attractive than usual. He succumbed to his desires, making love to her…

Throughout the entire process, he was exceedingly gentle, constantly checking in on how she felt.

Having holding himself back for far too long, they made love twice that night.

When their intimate encounter concluded, Rena appeared enchanting, tears glistening in her eyes.

Though Waylen couldn’t fully indulge in the experience, he felt a distinct sense of satisfaction. Sometimes, life could be quite intriguing…

Following that night, their sexual relationship resumed.

They engaged in lovemaking twice a week.

However, once Rena reached seven months into her pregnancy, Waylen refrained from touching her.

With Rena being pregnant, Waylen arranged for Eloise to come back from Czanch and keep Rena company.

One day, Rena visited the music studio.

As she prepared to depart, Waylen picked her up. Settling into the car, Rena said softly, “Everything has been arranged here. I’ll return to work after the baby is born. I never expected Zack to change so rapidly. He’s nearly capable of managing everything on his own.”

Under normal circumstances, Waylen would have undoubtedly responded with a sarcastic remark about Zack.

But on this day, Waylen remained silent.

Rena sensed his unusual demeanor and inquired with a smile, “What’s the matter with you?”

Waylen stopped the car at an intersection, where a red light awaited. After a moment’s hesitation, he finally confessed. “I still need to go to Braseovell for that case. Mr. Coleman called this morning, expressing his lack of trust in Milo to handle Elvira’s case. Rena… I have to go back there once more.”

Rena blinked, her eyes reflecting a mix of surprise and concern.

After a prolonged silence, she finally spoke up, her voice soft. “Is he worried about this case, or are you?”

Waylen remained silent.

Being aware of Rena’s pregnancy, he couldn’t afford to engage in a quarrel with her.

Exercising self-restraint, Rena said gently, “Waylen, you promised me that you wouldn’t go back to Braseovell again. Moreover, the baby is already seven months along. It may be fine if you’re at home, but if an urgent matter arises, it will take at least 24 hours for you to return from Braseovell. Did you… Did you not consider that before agreeing to go to Braseovell?”

Waylen recognized her discontent.

He was willing to assuage her worries. “The baby

is in stable condition. I’ll only be away for three days. I’ll return as soon as the trial concludes, and I won’t take on any new cases for the time being. I’ll remain by your side until you give birth, alright?”

Rena knew that he had firmly made up his mind.

Feeling upset, she asked softly, “When will you depart?”

“Tomorrow morning”

Rena visibly appeared taken aback.

Subsequently, she turned her head, silently gazing out of the window. No further words escaped her lips…

In the evening, as Waylen began to pack his belongings, he attempted to console her.”

However, Rena remained discontented.

As they lay down to sleep, she positioned herself with her back turned towards him. Throughout the night, her sleep was restless and troubled.

At dawn, Waylen rose quietly, pressing a gentle kiss upon Rena’s lips, his voice hoarse as he whispered, “I’m leaving.”

Rena awakened from her slumber.

Recollections of blood from her dream lingered, causing her to feel apprehensive.

Clasping her arms around Waylen’s waist, Rena experienced discomfort in her belly. Her voice trembled as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t go. I’m not feeling well.”

Waylen tenderly caressed her belly.

Believing that her unease stemmed from unhappiness, he didn’t take her concerns to heart. He attempted to console her, saying, “It’s probably because of the weather. It’s getting warm lately. Let Eloise accompany you. Honey, I’ll only be away for three days.”

Embracing him tightly, Rena whispered, her voice filled with apprehension, “Waylen, I have this constant feeling that something is going to happen. I truly don’t feel well… The baby is kicking vigorously in my belly.”

Waylen responded with a smile.

Bending down, he placed a tender kiss upon her protruding belly. “Is our little one being disobedient?”

Rena lovingly ran her fingers through his hair and expressed, “The baby has never been like this before… I… Waylen, please, don’t go. I’m afraid something terrible might occur.”

Waylen straightened himself and kissed her passionately on the lips. “If I don’t go now, I won’t be able to catch the flight. Trust me.”

Rena refused to release her hold on him.

Gently, he peeled away her fingers one by one, wearing a soft smile. “You’re behaving like a child now, I promise I’ll be back in three days.”

With his luggage in hand, he departed.

Rena remained seated, feeling an icy chill despite the sweltering summer heat.

She longed to return to sleep, yet the discomfort and restlessness plagued her…

Rising to her feet, Rena grabbed her phone to check the time and then descended the stairs. with her phone in hand. She called out to Eloise, uttering, “Mom! Where are you?”

Eloise and the maid had just returned from their grocery shopping, engaged in lighthearted conversation and laughter outside the door…

Upon hearing Rena’s voice, Eloise intended to respond.

Then, a deafening explosion resounded in the vicinity. It was followed by a chaotic whirlwind of flying debris, shattered glass, and countless shards of reinforced cement scattering across the sky…

At ten o’clock in the morning, a gas pipeline in the main road of an upscale villa in Duefron violently exploded.

Trees were torn asunder, their trunks severed.

force

was descending the

it felt as if her waist was on the verge of shattering.

Alexis…

reverberated through Rena’s ears, leaving her

senses, she was overcome by intense pain,

baby inside her seemed to sense the danger, its movements growing more frantic. Rena felt a

going to be

weak, reducing her to desperate, incomprehensible pleas. “N-Nova! Mon! Anyone?” she

“Rena!”

Eloise and Nova were injured, their bodies covered in

Eloise suffered a deep 20-centimeter long wound on her leg

board, Eloise was immobilized, her only view of Rena, helpless and hoarse, desperately

surroundings were a symphony of

in the area, rendering all communication

assistance fell on deaf ears, amplifying

running out.

phone, enduring excruciating pain as she reached out in the

endured the severe pain and began to grope for

wanted to call Waylen. His flight

phone was five-step

lifeline between life and death. Every movement caused Rena immense agony, as if her body was being torn apart. Unable to stand, she collapsed on the ground, propping herself up with her

struggle as Rena descended the stairs, the rough edges

threatening to

mix of sweat and dust, her once recognizable face obscured

but her

for breath, shifting her body to ensure her

hands, she clung to the last flicker of

put Waylen’s number

automated voice greeted her, “Sorry, the subscriber you dialed cannot be connected at the moment. Please redial

seemed to fade into silence, the voice from her phone becoming the

the subscriber

disconnected the call, with no time to mourn the

her child to live, and she needed her mother and Nova to

next number she dialed belonged to

unfolding events in Duefron, was caught off guard by Rena’s tremulous cry for

“Uncle Mark, help me!”

panic seeped

down. Tell

verge of fainting. With her last ounce

her body

down Mark’s face as he

his sudden display of vulnerability shocked his employees. His secretary quickly looked into it and whispered the news of a gas explosion in Duefron’s high- class residential area, with all roads

We’re heading to Duefron. Mobilize helicopters

had already lost his

he would lose someone

in his eyes accentuated the gravity of the situation as he left the

along with Korbyn’s people, had

delivery room, doctors and nurses busied themselves under the incandescent

at seven months, a premature birth,” the doctor informed them

is necessary as an emergency C- section is not viable

Mrs. Fowler, that the fetus’ condition is critical, with a low chance

on the baby who had a low chance to survive to begin with, Rena would suffer

she proceeded with the birth, considering the pain caused by the explosion and the

faced with an agonizing choice,

torn, they couldn’t bear to ask Rena to sacrifice herself for the baby.

they didn’t have the right to ask Rena

their choice

Rena and her baby. Without hesitation, he sought out Waylen’s whereabouts. “Where is Waylen? His wife is giving birth to their

the wall, his guilt gnawing

no prior knowledge of Waylen’s location, having just been informed by

realized the weight of his

further inquiries were

to the delivery room, ignoring

be by Rena’s side-she

immense pain, lay

were soaked and clinging to her

felt as though she had been pulled from the

provide the comfort of familial bond

her, offering a semblance of solace before telling her

lamp above her, her slender fingers resting on her belly where her baby had resided for seven months. She had

I want to

her voice

Rena’s temperament, understood her decision all too

the calm exterior he projected, his voice trembled with emotion. “I’ll be right outside, Rena.

her head

and

give birth to the baby, safe

didn’t request anyone to accompany her

she longed

to eight centimeters a threshold that intensified her pain, pushing her to the brink of delirium. In her anguish, Rena experienced a

“Waylen… Waylen…”

fresh waves of

their memories-their first encounter, whispers shared in her ear, the tender moments spent playing the piano together on

Waylen… Waylen…

a surge of pain and with it, a sense

filled the room, announcing the arrival of little Alexis, a fragile

Rena remained

memories she had shared with Waylen, treasuring them

I truly don’t feel well. The baby is kicking vigorously in my belly.” Rena had confided

our little one being

has never been like this before… I… Waylen, please, don’t go. I’m afraid something

be able

her, gently disentangling her fingers one by one and leaving her with a tender smile. “You’re behaving like a

closed her eyes gently, the memories of her last conversation with Waylen lingering

of a

immediate

his wife and Mark, approached the incubator to catch a fleeting glimpse of

an exclusive ward, where she

bedside, gently tucking her hands

of the bed, his gaze fixed on Rena, apprehensive that she might wake up without

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