Locking eyes with the dissatisfied judge, he spoke in a raspy voice. “My wife needs me at this moment, so… I request a change of counsel for my client.

The judge was taken aback.

Waylen’s client was equally stunned.

A collective sense of disbelief engulfed the room.

The case was on the brink of conclusion, mere minutes away from its resolution. Waylen would have preserved his untarnished record, solidifying his status as a legend within legal circles.

Yet, what was he doing now?

The judge’s countenance contorted, and he cleared his throat before addressing Waylen, “Mr. Fowler, have you made your decision? If you leave the courtroom now, your license to practice law will be revoked for a duration of two years. You will be barred from the court for the foreseeable future.”

Waylen had already begun walking towards the exit.

He suddenly halted, his voice carrying a hint of nonchalance as he uttered, “More than two years. Henceforth, I will leave the legal circle forever.”

He made the solemn announcement.

The media erupted into a frenzy.

The case itself paled in significance as everyone’s attention became fixated on Waylen’s profound choice.

The luminary of the legal sphere made an astonishing departure.

Could this be some elaborate April Fool’s Day prank?

Elvira, standing in the wake of Waylen’s departure, teetered on the edge of madness. Did Waylen truly comprehend the magnitude of his actions?

Merely due to Rena’s sudden disappearance, he chose to forsake his esteemed position in the legal world?

How could he do this? humiliation? accompanied by Jazlyn, who pondered over his decision to reevaluate his path.

How could he subject himself to such Waylen strode with purpose, his pace swift,

Outside, reporters swarmed the car, tightly encircling it, impeding Waylen from starting the engine.

Gripping the car door with one hand, Waylen declared softly, his voice carrying deep resólve, “My wife is missing. I must search for her now. I used to believe that the courtroom held utmost importance in my life but now I understand that my family is what truly matters. I love my wife with all my heart.”

Having spoken those words, he slipped into the car.

Gradually, the reporters dispersed, creating a path for him…

A profound silence blanketed the scene.

Everyone stood stunned by this decision.

As Waylen departed, he had expected to feel a pang of reluctance.

However, it did not surface, for he knew he was heading toward the most significant person in his life…

That night, Rena relinquished her dreams of becoming a renowned pianist.

Rena had risked her life to bring their daughter into the world.

Waylen, too, could relinquish that which he held dear. He would never allow Rena to face her struggles alone, especially during times of sorrow…

Elvira’s anguished screams echoed from behind.

Countless onlookers directed disdainful gazes her way…

It had become apparent that Mr. Fowler genuinely cherished his wife, while Miss Coleman persisted in pestering and wreaking havoc upon other people’s families…

Subsequently, someone pull the trings from behind the scene.

Elvira’s compromising photographs flooded the public domain, tarnishing her reputation as promiscuous.

Waylen’s withdrawal from the legal circle ignited a whirlwind of commotion in the outside world.

He declined all interviews, instructing the driver to navigate towards the Fowler family cemetery.

Indeed, Rena awaited him there.

Clad in her hospital gown, she stood serenely.

Silently, Waylen approached her, Rena seemed to have anticipated his arrival, and without turning around, she whispered softly, “Alexis would have been a month old by now.”

Waylen tenderly grasped Rena’s shoulder, displaying a delicate touch.

Contrary to her usual behavior, she refrained from breaking away from his embrace.

She allowed him to hold her for an extended duration, the passing moments stretching into eternity.

As the sun reached its zenith, she finally voiced her query, her words dripping with determination, “Waylen, when will our paths diverge?”

Waylen’s body exhibited a subtle rigidity, betraying his inner tension.

He had anticipated this topic to arise today, yet he was unwilling to relinquish her easily.

He clung to the hope of stalling the inevitable, harboring aspirations to salvage their fractured union.

He maintained a prolonged silence before hoarsely uttering, “Let us bide our time a little longer.” With that, Rena emancipated herself from his grasp, severing the physical connection.

She pivoted, her gaze fixed upon him, as within her heart, she had already passed a judgment of condemnation. She was resolute in her decision to part ways.\

“Why persist?” she queried in a husky tone. “Let us dissolve this union expeditiously Each of us must embark on a new journey. This marriage, initially borne of Alexis’ existence, has now lost its purpose. With her absence, we…”

Waylen interjected, interrupting her train of thought.

His gaze, profound and unwavering, bore into her as he cautiously inquired in a subdued and humble manner, “If Alexis was still alive, would you return to me also?”

He skillfully phrased his query, tactfully avoiding a direct inquiry about divorce.”

He queried, “Will you come back to me?”

Unaware of his subtle manipulation of words, Rena failed to grasp the underlying intention.

Gazing at the pallid sky, she murmured softly, “Regrettably, there is no if left between us.”

Waylen advanced once more, enveloping her in a gradual embrace. Before she could extract herself from his clutches, he whispered, “I will comply, Rena… Permit me to hold you for a while longer.”

Silent and tender, he clung to her.

In that moment, Waylen remained uncertain about the length of their impending separation. It could span years-two or three or perhaps an entire lifetime.

Regardless of the duration, he resolved to convince himself.

ought to liberate

“Let us revisit our former abode for a meal. I will request Jazlyn

succeeded in freeing herself from

smile graced her lips as

firmly and pleaded, “It’s just a meal, nothing more. I will sign

earnestly, his

Finally, Rena relented.

place in his vehicle, Rena watched as Waylen dialed Jazlyn, instructing her on his request. Evidently, Jazlyn

hour later, Waylen steered

a

Rococo-style drapes, the piano and the azure vases persisted, mirroring the past. Waylen even retrieved the injured Snowball from the veterinary hospital, and

Snowball darted toward her,

out, her touch gentle as she caressed the

whispered in a hushed tone, “If you wish, you may take it

nod, a

attire. Seeking a more appropriate attire, she ventured to the coat

the meal,

two divorce agreements

whisper, “We shall peruse

he served her, ensuring

placed her fork down. “Waylen,

grip on the knife and fork

a brief pause, he responded, “I have yet to satiate my

of any semblance of impatience. However desolate she might have felt, she understood the need to

reclaimed her

She yearned for solitude…

funds, and cash,

bring

it. Do not

eyes glistened

She signed…

Waylen’s eyes. Pausing momentarily, he inquired casually,

Rena remained silent.

fleeting moment, he

she would not divulge her plans

It was all over.

Rena beckoned Snowball, fastening its leash. Just

seated at the

yearned to offer her a ride, yet feared the

Finally, he

lowered her head, muttering an

It was truly over…

unexpectedly declared, “Rena,

Rena faltered momentarily.

brushed against the cold metal doorknob. She then clenched her teeth and turned

the sun shone

below, as he

silent, her gaze

desire to linger with that

“No.”

regarded her intently and continued, “By the way, that scoundrel announced to withdraw from the legal profession today, never to return.”

holds no

Rena’s heart raced.

what Waylen’s intentions could

to

resolved to cease dwelling

to release her worries about him, for their chapter had reached

Rena’s departure, Waylen found himself alone within the

overwhelming emptiness

Profound loneliness engulfed him.

Rena’s impending journey abroad, with Mark’s assistance in securing a three-year visa

upon her return? Would there

remained oblivious to such

he had exchanged their divorce papers for a potential future. Even though his heart yearned for her and sorrow clung to him, he willingly watched her depart and relinquished his

before the piano, he summoned the melodies of

keys danced beneath his fingertips, a symphony

shattered the silence. “Mr. Fowler, your daughter has opened her eyes, I believed you should be the first to receive this news. Perhaps you wish to

clutched his phone

incessantly, until he mustered the strength to control his emotions. “I’ll be

a black Maybach halted at the

established by a renowned physician to combat genetic anomalies in humans. Alexis had been entrusted here two weeks

of the care here

by a blonde foreigner who handed

“She is quite fortunate.

remain uncertain about her developmental trajectory. Nevertheless… She must remain within

capsule against his

lay

delicate brown hair. Her eyes gleamed with an extraordinary radiance

fixed her gaze

smile illuminated her cherubic face, her

anxieties were assuaged. He pressed a kiss against the capsule, whispering,

elapsed and the

from the airport, stepping onto the bustling

his lanky frame, shook off his cool demeanor and swiftly removed his sunglasses. Passionately, he

a mere spectator, found herself

help but despise

channeling his inherent talent, which he had inherited from Brandon, his own father. Under Zack’s guidance, the business had flourished and extended

unrelenting pursuit, Zack relentlessly pursued

he

Danna, Zack renounced his indulgence in alcohol and ceased his frequent visits

the journey to be by her side every

returned to Duefron primarily due to Eloise’s recurring leg injury,

piano performances added a touch of

a mature, stunningly beautiful, and financially

her heart remained untouched

the

in reviewing documents, his captivating features further enhanced by the gentle illumination streaming in through the French

Jazlyn quietly pushed open the office door and

her boss, admiring his rugged

age of 33, Waylen had blossomed into a distinguished figure, the object of

kraft paper bag on the surface, Jazlyn caught Waylen’s attention, causing him to pause his writing and retrieve the bag with intrigue. A subtle cough escaped Jazlyn’s lips as she broke the news. “Rena has

meet Jazlyn’s and inquired in

the weight of the situation, Jazlyn expressed her unease, “Yes, Rena might stay in Duefron for a while to assist seeking treatment for Eloise’s injured

focus now shifting to the contents

the pangs of jealousy stirring within him. While the pair appeared just like friends in the pictures, it was

knew that Zack went to Rouemn every

past three years, Waylen had remained unable to visit Rouemn, immobilized

he found solace in gazing at Rena’s photographs. However, with Zack omnipresent in

boss’ undeniable jealousy, Jazlyn discreetly placed an invitation card on the desk and whispered, “It’s an invitation to Mr.

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