Finally, she was standing in front of her husband. She said, “I can ask Uncle Mark to send a chopper. You don’t have to take care of it yourself.”

Waylen looked at Mark.

Taking a drag on his cigarette, Mark concurred, “I can help.”

Waylen then looked back at Rena.

Rena smiled. “See? You can rest assured with Uncle Mark’s help. Waylen, you promised me that you wouldn’t interfere in Mavis’ business anymore, so leave this matter to me. What do you say?”

Rena wasn’t stupid.

How in the world could such a coincidence happen?

Mavis was just pretending to be in danger.

She was really going to the extreme to get Waylen to her side. What if he didn’t show up?

Had she consider that possibility? She could have died!

Rena didn’t care about Mavis’ life. She had her own family to think about though, and she certainly wouldn’t let Waylen risk his life to save Mavis’.

After saying that, Rena stared at Waylen.

Waylen reached out and gently stroked her face. He said gently, “It’s rare for Uncle Mark to visit here. I can’t have him taking care of something for me when he should be here with you and the rest of the family. I have to go. I’ll be back tomorrow morning, okay?” ©

After saying that, Waylen turned around and started for the front door.

Holding his hand, Rena said in a soft voice, “Isn’t your happy family enough to keep you here? Or do you just not trust me? You don’t think I want her to be saved, do you?”

Waylen frowned slightly.

“It’s not that, Rena.”

Rena lowered her head and scoffed. She didn’t want to frighten Alexis, and she didn’t want to make things difficult for the elders during the celebration of the holiday either.

She lowered her voice. “You just told me earlier that you could be a good husband to me.

Have you already forgotten that? Why are you hurrying out now to save a woman who obviously wants to seduce you and take you away from me and your children? Are you really an emissary of justice, Waylen, or do you just see someone in her?”

Rena didn’t care anymore.

In the end, she decided to speak her heart.

Waylen’s face darkened, and he said, “Stop it, Rena.”

Rena loosened her grip on him. The moment she let him go, she went in a trance.

She forced a smile, walked over to pick up Alexis, and sat at the dining table.

Rena whispered to her daughter, “Daddy has to leave. He has something to deal with. It’s just going to be us having dinner.”

Feeling disappointed, Alexis pouted.

Rena coaxed her little girl.

However, she never looked at him again.

There was nothing left to say. Rena was as disappointed as Alexis.

Korbyn couldn’t stand it anymore and snapped, “If you leave right now, Waylen, I will break your legs.”

Waylen replied, “Someone’s life is hanging in the balance, Dad.”

Then, Waylen looked at Rena.

He waited for her to say something more to him. He wanted her to look at him, even blame him. But she didn’t. She just focused on Alexis, acting as if he wasn’t even in the room anymore.

Like he said, Korbyn was about to hit his son.

Rena stopped him, though. “Let him go.”

Korbyn felt sorry for Rena. Rena waited for Waylen to come back as he asked. And now that he had returned, he was a different person and not in a good way.

Waylen finally left the Fowlers’ house.

Outside, it was snowing heavily.

In a matter of seconds, his whole body got covered with ice dregs.

Sitting in his car, Waylen made some calls and had someone prepare and dispatch a rescue helicopter. Soon, the rescue mission for Mavis began. ©

After making the necessary phone calls, he looked at his phone in a daze. Still in the parking pad of the Fowlers’ house, he decided to call Rena.

But Rena didn’t answer. ©

‘She was understandably angry.

Waylen thought for a while and sent a message to Rena that read, “I promise I’ll come back tomorrow morning.”

After sending the message, he waited for a moment, but Rena didn’t text him back.

Waylen put out the cigarette that he lit before making the arrangements for Mavis’ rescue.

He took a look at the villa, which was brightly lit and looking very warm.

With an expressionless look on his face, he rolled up his car window.

Then, he shifted gears and stepped on the gas.

He wasn’t back for a few days. ©

After Mavis was saved, she was admitted to the ICU.

It was early morning on New Year’s Day.

Rena’s eyelids flew open. She lay quietly on the big bed and reflexively reached out beside her. There was nobody there. She was alone.

The grandfather clock downstairs chimed eight times.

Rena jumped out of bed, went to the bathroom, and performed her morning routine. Then, she went to nurse Marcus and keep Alexis company.

At ten o’clock in the morning, Rena gave the servants some gifts. The servants liked Rena very much, and they spoke many words of blessing to her. They wished that Rena and Waylen would live the rest of their lives together happily and harmoniously.

and said to two of the old servants, “Help me clean up the bedroom

finish the design drawing

move. From now on, she would no longer share

were surprised, they didn’t dare to say

told Cecilia about Rena’s plan

locked herself in her bedroom and called

was still

corridor. He asked a bit hesitantly, “How’s your sister-in-law? Is she still angry

answering his calls or texts. He’d been trying to reach

wasn’t easy to

to come back here right now. Rena is clearing out a room and

going to start sleeping in a

Waylen was stunned.

whispered,

his sister and immediately

after

what to say. After a while, he said in

replied, “Happy New

be back this afternoon,” Waylen said in

and how it was

new master suite and directing people where to place the furniture and

finally hung up and took charge

day, a suite

against the sofa to catch

made

but open the diary he had left for her and read

filled with tears as she thought

She missed him deeply.

and all the moments they had shared

sleek black Maybach slowly pulled up. Waylen opened

very quiet. Waylen stopped a servant and asked in a

servant was aware of their quarrel and hesitated

and made his way slowly to the

still dressed in the same clothes he wore a few days ago, appearing neat but in need of a shower. However, before freshening

was no

light, he spotted Rena lying

closer, he noticed tear stains in the corners of

Did she cry?

him. He placed a gentle hand on her side and leaned down,

But Rena stirred awake.

met his gaze, she seemed to regain her composure. She sat up, her

felt the distance

he surveyed

while. Lowering his head, he whispered, “You’re angry with me, but you don’t want to

book slowly, a sneer playing

flatter yourself. I only stayed in this marriage for the children. Have you forgotten about

Waylen was taken aback.

Rena just stayed for their daughter

You

softly, acting as if he

ago, in his car, she had a different expression on her face. “Waylen, I want to

couldn’t bring

her from escaping. He still wanted to

touch me,”

her resistance, Waylen

and then plucked a long black hair from his shoulder with her slender

didn’t

strand, his brows immediately

involved with any other woman. The only time he could

have come

smile turned

believe that Waylen would fall for Mavis’ shameless trick to

sigh, clearly tired of dealing with all

Waylen tried to comfort her, “I don’t know when I got that

was a smart move to appeal to

Rena couldn’t

wanted to kiss her, hoping to dispel the indifferent look in her eyes,

landed with

hand stung from the impact, but she couldn’t bear to look at him.

Waylen was stunned.

face darkened. He stared at her, saying each word

closed her eyes, her

doesn’t my

She chuckled softly.

you my real thoughts. I really want her to die. If she died, she wouldn’t…” Rena murmured, her eyes

“Renal”

voice was stern, cutting her off. He couldn’t allow her to continue

But Rena seemed undeterred.

gentleness in her voice, she said, “She’d better not play tricks again, otherwise… Mr. Fowler, I

depth

a moment, he whispered, “Rena, who are you really? Look at yourself. You’re not

him and retorted, “Then you can treat me as a bad

teeth, feeling

decided to leave, and as he slammed the door behind

master bedroom, he took a

coat, he thought

discarded the coat

Half of the closet, where their clothes used to

moved all her things away,

Waylen’s realization hit him like a wave crashing onto

she was still living under the same roof as the Fowler

a facade, held together

he couldn’t help but touch his

felt anything when she looked

in the same house, they

deliberately avoided him, retreating to her own

nursing sessions, she politely asked him to leave, treating him

night, Waylen offered to

door open, he saw Rena sitting there, calm and composed. The soft glow of the light accentuated her

intently as Rena

sweet and slightly hoarse, reminding Waylen of the intimate and romantic nights they once shared, when

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