Waylen was accustomed to such hostility.

He entered resolutely and knelt before Mark.

Mark sneered again. “Your kneeling means nothing to me, Mr. Fowler. I cannot bear witness to it. What now? What have you done this time that you need to kneel and apologize?”

Waylen conveyed the doctor’s words to Mark.

Concern for Rena’s well-being had been weighing heavily on Mark’s mind and his heart sank upon

Mark asked Waylen, “What do you intend to do? Are you truly willing to watch your child perish? Can you be that merciless? If you dare to do so, I will end your life.”

Waylen calmly laid out his plan.

An icy silence engulfed the room.

Even Mark, who had been present throughout, was stunned by Waylen’s bold words. He was shocked and incensed. Without delay, he hurled the nearest object he could grab at Waylen…

It was a company stamp.

The stamp struck Waylen’s forehead with force.

Waylen couldn’t dodge at all.

A slender rivulet of crimson blood trickled down his countenance…

Undeterred, Mark positioned himself before Waylen and uttered with a quivering voice, “Waylen, have you pondered upon the repercussions of your actions? Can Rena endure it? What if… What if… If the baby really perishes, there will be no way back for you, Waylen. You will be doomed.”

Waylen slightly closed his eyes and replied, “I know. I am well aware.”

Waylen found himself without alternatives.

Rena’s loathing towards him was intense. He couldn’t offer her anything. He could no longer bear witnessing her agonizing in pain either. If she had even the slightest chance recovering in a different setting, he was willing to… He was willing to… set her free.

Mark maintained silence for an extended duration.

However, Waylen understood that Mark concurred.

Waylen wiped the blood from his brow, rose to his feet and departed.

As the door shut, Mark’s anger erupted in solitude. He forcefully shoved the papers to the floor and berated, “He is insane. If he truly loved her, why did he inflict so much harm upon her before?”

While venting his frustrations, Mark dejectedly took a seat.

His eyes were bloodshot. In truth, he knew this course of action could, at the very least, save Rena’s life.

Waylen returned to the ICU ward.

Rena remained fixated on the baby. He couldn’t determine if she slept more than three hours a day.

She was gradually expending her life for the sake of this child.

Following Waylen’s decisive choice, he felt a tinge of sorrow. It was an emotion he had never

experienced before but now he comprehended it.

He was a husband and a father.

Yet, he had failed in all his duties.

He had caused his wife to endure such suffering…

He embraced her.

Perhaps it would be the last time he could hold her so unabashedly.

Naturally, Rena resisted.

Waylen clung to her tightly, his chin resting on her shoulder, and whispered, “Allow me to hold you for a while. Just this once, Rena… Please don’t push me away.”

She lacked the strength and simply allowed him to embrace her in silence.

He couldn’t perceive her warmth.

Nevertheless, he pressed close to her neck, inhaling her scent, evoking countless cherished memories of their time together.

It was evident that he loved her…

She was the first woman he had made love to.

He kept her by his side, showering her with various gifts to please her, engaging in battles with Harold for her sake, and feeling jealousy towards Tyrone, Robert and Zack…

Every time she shed tears, he fretted over her, and every time she left him, he regretted it deeply.

Clearly, he loved her…

Waylen kissed her hair and whispered with a tremor in his voice, “Rena, I love you.”

Rena stiffened.

It mattered not to her anymore whether he harbored love for her or not.

No response came from her. He sealed his eyelids shut and clasped her with increased intensity, as though he intended to expend every ounce of his strength. The pressure inflicted upon Rena caused her great pain and discomfort. In a raspy voice, she uttered, “You’re hurting me.”

“I am in pain. Rena, I am hurting.”

In the past, she had always worried about him but, now, no matter how much he suffered, she remained indifferent.

The nurse entered, bearing medication, but was overwhelmed by the scene.

Subsequently, the nurse placed the medicine down and hurriedly departed.

Waylen gazed at the two pills resting on the tray. Rena had previously taken antidepressant pills but, today, those two pills had been replaced by sleeping pills.

Should Rena consume them, she would succumb to a slumber lasting at least ten hours.

Slowly, Waylen released his hold on her.

His voice quivered slightly as he said, “Rena, it is time for you to take the pills.”

Rena did not refuse the medication. She acknowledged her illness and was willing to undergo treatment. Soon enough, she ingested the two pills with warm water.

Drowsiness gradually enveloped her….

She experienced an unprecedented weariness, as if she could slumber for an eternity.

“Waylen… Why do I feel an overwhelming desire to sleep?”

Rena began to feel a pervasive weakness throughout her body. Then she found herself cradled within his embrace.

He gently placed her upon the bed and observed her silently.

Prior to giving birth, she weighed about 110 pounds, yet now she had dwindled to a mere 80 pounds. She had become nothing but skin and bones, her delicate visage evoking deep concern.

Waylen tenderly caressed her face, assessing her temperature.

After a considerable duration, he removed the necklace from around her neck. Adorning it was a ring he had bestowed upon her.

Only when she was ensconced in slumber could he delicately slide the diamond ring onto her ring finger.

He and she had finally become a genuine couple.

Waylen reclined, cradling her within his arms, and buried his face in the curve of her neck. In an instant, her neck was moistened….

Alexis was surviving…

to freeze time

Rena remained a devoted

slumbered for a

gradually opened her eyes. At first, her mind was a blank canvas, but then she rose from the bed and hurried towards

Alexis…

How was she?

other side, she was

leaving only an

named

down her face. She pounded upon the glass door and called out for

is here.

Rena’s trembling form. Waylen held her tightly, pressing his lips against her hair, desperate to shield her from further anguish. In à hoarse voice, he

frozen in

welling up and distorting her vision. The world

She couldn’t fathom it.

How could

glass relentlessly. Her

like an

from this slumber, Alexis

a frenzy of destruction. She believed that the shattering sounds would surely rouse her from this bewildering dream…

the chaos. The

arm was streaked

Rena gradually succumbed to the stark

had vanished from

a refuge of soláce. He uttered, “Rena,

struck him repeatedly, her cries filled with hysteria. “Waylen… Alexis is

Waylen endured it all.

immense animosity towards him, yet he could only endure

He held her.

the last

her for an

a daze. She murmured softly. “Where is she? I need to see

young, surely frightened without her mother

go, fearing it would trigger further distress. “Give it one more day. You

But Rena persisted.

go. Waylen… She is my child.

earth lay cloaked in the shadow of towering trees, the

Betty’s tomb

out of the

her weakened legs giving way as she knelt on

to her

moment, the harsh reality

Alexis was truly gone…

heavy clouds, casting a somber tone

its descent, its dying rays played upon the ebony leaves, casting an eerie aura upon the ground,

face, Rena appeared devoid of her very essence, as if her soul had been wrenched

thoughts as she pondered

are you departing without a

gripped

What should Mommy do without

bowing her body. Even through her

me a final glimpse of

He held her.

onto the last remnants of tenderness

her for

She murmured softly. “Where is

young, surely frightened

to go, fearing it would trigger further distress. “Give it one more day. You need to rest

But Rena persisted.

She is my

cloaked

Betty’s tomb stood

stumbled out of the car,

of the diminutive tomb, she froze, her weakened legs giving way as she knelt on the ground, her

her palms, revealing tender

that moment, the harsh reality

Alexis was truly gone…

heavy clouds, casting a somber

the ebony leaves, casting an eerie aura upon the ground, as if mourning the loss

Rena appeared devoid of her very essence, as if her soul

still plagued her thoughts as she pondered whether Alexis was

questioned, “Alexis, are you departing without

gripped by

Mommy do without

handful of fresh soil against her chest, bowing her body. Even through her garments, the frail silhouette

deny me a final glimpse

his hand froze midair

not a nice sight. I feared you would

slipped into a trance-like

eyes partially closed, she whispered, “Waylen, you are cruel beyond measure. She is your own flesh and blood. How could

to describe Alexis’ fate were too painful for Rena to

she cradled onto the

earth upon the grave. Sharp stones mingled within

devoid

will

give

had the chance

your countenance countless times, yet none were as

my

Mommy is here…”

sky cloaked itself in

light withdrew from

scooped Rena into his arms. “Let

she had succumbed to unconsciousness, her body

at the ward, Rena lay tranquilly upon the

into

weight of her emotional turmoil had rendered her

Cecilia stood by her

“Waylen, will Rena never awaken again? Maybe you should not have deceived her… Oh, the sorrow she

wiped away her tears

plan, they dared not cling to

see the little one

being so

the anguished cries of his mother and sister, Waylen clasped Rena’s hand,

in stunned

days, Rena lay ensconced in a

nighttime when she

against her hand. The visage she had once admired now

Rena observed him silently….

an instant, Waylen roused

at her in the

they had endured, languished in a dire state. When they looked into

absence, a void had formed between them, leaving them with

fluttered closed, and she

hoarse voice, Waylen tenderly replied, “Are you

fill a bowl with

head away, her tone

freezing, but he quickly resumed ladling the soup, attempting to maintain a casual tone as he continued, “The doctor mentioned that you lack proper nutrition,

How many times must I say it? I don’t

hands trembled ever so slightly as

unable to meet each

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