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…

yearned to freeze time

Rena remained a devoted

a full

eyes. At first, her mind was a blank canvas, but then she rose from the

Alexis…

How was she?

Rena beheld the other side,

all equipment removed, leaving only an abandoned quilt that once

named

streamed down her face. She pounded

here. Alexis…

to shield her from further anguish. In à hoarse voice, he informed her, “Alexis is no longer with

frozen in

her vision. The world before her

She couldn’t fathom it.

merely dozed off. How could Alexis

relentlessly. Her palm grew swollen, yet she

seemed like an illusion,

she could awaken from this slumber, Alexis would

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

her tightly amidst the chaos.

was streaked

upon the wreckage before her, Rena gradually succumbed to the

vanished from

clung to her, his embrace a refuge of soláce. He

him repeatedly, her cries filled with

Waylen endured it all.

harbored immense animosity towards him,

He held her.

the last remnants of tenderness between

held her for an

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

so young, surely frightened without her

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

But Rena persisted.

Waylen… She is my child. I

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

tomb

the car, her

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

her palms, revealing tender

moment, the harsh reality finally

Alexis was truly gone…

with heavy clouds, casting a somber tone

the ebony leaves, casting an

of her very

her thoughts as she pondered whether

are you departing

you gripped by

Mommy

her chest, bowing her body. Even through her

you deny me a final glimpse of

He held her.

last remnants of tenderness

her for an

softly. “Where is she? I

surely frightened without

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

But Rena persisted.

She is my child. I need

earth lay cloaked in the shadow of towering trees, the sun sinking

tomb stood a small

stumbled out of the

her weakened legs giving way as she knelt on the ground,

clung to her palms, revealing

harsh reality finally

Alexis was truly gone…

casting a somber tone

leaves, casting an

appeared devoid of her

still plagued her thoughts as she

questioned, “Alexis, are you

you gripped

should Mommy do

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

did you deny me a final glimpse

lift Rena up but his hand froze midair upon hearing

voice, he responded, “It was not a nice sight. I feared you would never forget

into

beyond measure. She is your own

were too painful for Rena to

placed the soil she

heap the earth upon the grave. Sharp stones mingled within

devoid

I will bring

give you

never had the chance to love and

I imagined your countenance countless times, yet none

my

Mommy is here…”

sky cloaked itself in

light withdrew from the

scooped Rena into his arms.

realized she had

ward, Rena lay tranquilly upon the bed,

a hushed tone, he whispered into her ear,

to rouse from her slumber. The doctor affirmed that the weight of her emotional turmoil had rendered her subconsciously

and Cecilia stood by

never awaken again? Maybe you should not have deceived her…

her tears in

Waylen’s wild plan, they dared not cling to

couldn’t see the little one

was being so

Waylen clasped Rena’s hand, his gaze fixed upon her face as he

in

four long days, Rena lay ensconced in a

was nighttime when she

on the edge of the bed, his weary face resting against her hand.

Rena observed him silently….

instant, Waylen roused from his

her in the

in a dire state. When they looked into each other’s eyes at

between them, leaving them with nothing to

eyes fluttered closed, and she

a hoarse voice, Waylen tenderly replied, “Are you hungry? Let me fetch

to fill a bowl with

turned her head away, her tone

he quickly resumed ladling the soup, attempting to maintain a casual tone as he continued,

it. How many times must I say it? I don’t need

so slightly as he gently set the

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

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