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…

time

Rena remained

slumbered for a full

was a blank canvas, but then she rose from

Alexis…

How was she?

other side, she

empty, all equipment removed, leaving only an abandoned quilt that

girl named

her face. She pounded upon the glass

is here. Alexis… Where have

held her tightly, pressing his lips against her hair, desperate to shield her from

stood frozen in

her vision. The world before her appeared

She couldn’t fathom it.

dozed off. How could Alexis vanish into thin

the glass relentlessly.

all seemed like an

slumber, Alexis would undoubtedly still be

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

held her tightly amidst the chaos. The ward

arm was

the wreckage before her, Rena gradually succumbed to the stark

had vanished

refuge of soláce. He

him repeatedly, her cries filled with hysteria.

Waylen endured it all.

towards

He held her.

onto the last remnants of tenderness between

held her

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

was so young, surely frightened without her mother by

want Rena to go, fearing it would trigger further distress. “Give

But Rena persisted.

She is my child. I

the Fowler family cemetery, the earth lay cloaked in the shadow of towering trees,

Betty’s tomb stood

stumbled out of the car, her steps

her weakened legs giving way as she

her palms, revealing tender

moment, the harsh

Alexis was truly gone…

sky loomed with heavy clouds, casting

the ebony leaves, casting an eerie aura

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

thoughts as she pondered whether Alexis was really

“Alexis, are

gripped by

What should Mommy do

her chest, bowing her body. Even through her garments, the frail silhouette of her back

did you deny me a final

He held her.

held onto the last remnants of tenderness

held her for an

She murmured softly. “Where is she? I

young, surely frightened without her

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

But Rena persisted.

is my child. I need

the earth lay cloaked in

tomb stood

the car, her

way as she knelt on the

clung to her

that moment, the harsh

Alexis was truly gone…

heavy clouds, casting a

the ebony leaves, casting an eerie aura

devoid of her

plagued her thoughts as she pondered whether Alexis

“Alexis, are you

you gripped

What should Mommy do without

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

you deny me a final glimpse of her?”

but his hand froze midair upon

he responded, “It was not a nice sight.

slipped into

she whispered, “Waylen, you are cruel beyond measure. She is

Alexis’ fate were too painful for Rena to

placed the soil she cradled onto

the grave. Sharp stones mingled

actions were devoid

will bring you

give you

I never had the chance to love and

countless times, yet

my sweetest

Mommy is here…”

sky cloaked itself in

withdrew from the heavens, shrouding the

scooped Rena into

he cradled her, he realized she had succumbed to unconsciousness, her body unnaturally

Rena lay tranquilly upon the bed,

he whispered into

she remained unwilling to rouse from her slumber. The doctor affirmed that the weight of

and Cecilia stood

Cecilia sobbed harder. “Waylen, will Rena never awaken again? Maybe you should not have deceived her… Oh,

away her

not cling to hope. After all, the odds stood at a mere

couldn’t see the

was being so

his mother and sister, Waylen clasped Rena’s hand, his gaze fixed

stood in

days, Rena lay ensconced in

when she finally

her hand. The visage she had once admired now bore

Rena observed him silently….

Waylen

glanced up at her in the subdued

by the trials they had endured, languished in a dire state. When

between them,

fluttered closed, and she whispered, “Please

voice, Waylen tenderly replied, “Are

fill a bowl with

her head away, her tone icy.

maintain a casual tone as he continued, “The doctor mentioned that

many times must I say it?

slightly as he

unable to meet each other’s gaze. Perhaps it was easier to communicate

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