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.

“Help me clean up the bedroom opposite the children’s room. I’m

to finish the design drawing

she intended to move. From now on, she would no longer share

surprised, they didn’t dare

about Rena’s

locked herself in her bedroom and

was still

and answered Cecilia’s call in the corridor. He asked a bit

been answering his calls or texts. He’d

wasn’t easy to

has blown his lid, Waylen. You have got to come back here right now. Rena is clearing out a room and moving

start sleeping in

Waylen was stunned.

a while, he whispered, “I

with his sister and immediately dialed

answered after a few

what to say. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, “Happy

Rena replied, “Happy New Year to

back this afternoon,” Waylen said in

began explaining the situation and how it was

was explaining himself over the phone, Rena was in her new master suite and directing people where to place the furniture and other things. After Waylen stopped talking,

on the phone, Rena finally

a day, a suite was fully

the sofa

solitude of the afternoon made her

but open the diary he had left for her and read

tears as she thought of

She missed him deeply.

missed their relationship, and all the moments they had

the sleek black Maybach slowly pulled up. Waylen opened the door and stepped

the children out, leaving the villa very quiet. Waylen stopped a servant and asked in a

quarrel and hesitated before answering,

made his way slowly to the upper

ago, appearing neat but in need of a shower. However, before

her was no

spotted Rena lying on

he noticed tear stains

Did she cry?

He placed a gentle hand on her side and leaned down, intending to

But Rena stirred awake.

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

distance

surveyed their

whispered, “You’re angry with me, but you don’t want to leave, do you? The fact that you haven’t moved out

slowly, a sneer playing on her

this marriage for the children. Have you forgotten

Waylen was taken aback.

Rena just stayed for

it. You can

said softly, acting as if he was a complete

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

couldn’t bring himself to

from escaping. He still wanted to kiss her, but as he leaned in, she

me,” she

resistance, Waylen was

froze and then plucked a long black hair from his

didn’t belong

strand,

time he could think of was when

have come

smile turned cold.

couldn’t believe that Waylen would fall for Mavis’ shameless trick

sigh, clearly tired

“I don’t know when I got that hair. Trust me, I haven’t done anything to hurt

mention of the children was a smart move to appeal

Rena couldn’t

the indifferent look in her

with a

impact, but she couldn’t bear to look at

Waylen was stunned.

darkened. He stared at her, saying each word with

her eyes,

my life and

She chuckled softly.

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

“Renal”

He couldn’t allow her to

But Rena seemed undeterred.

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

heart raced, realizing the depth of her anger

at her, trying to understand the real her. After a moment, he whispered, “Rena,

Rena threw a magazine at him and retorted, “Then you can

teeth, feeling

leave, and as he slammed the door behind him,

in the master bedroom, he took a shower

he

he discarded the coat into the

the closet, where their clothes used to hang together, was now empty. The absence of her beautiful dresses

had moved all her things away,

hit him like a wave crashing onto

under the same roof

their marriage had become nothing more than a facade, held together only by their

he couldn’t help but touch his own reflection in

silently wondered if Rena still felt anything when she looked at

the same house,

deliberately avoided him, retreating to her own space

asked him to leave, treating him like

Waylen offered to prepare milk

calm and composed. The soft glow of

as Rena read fairy tales with a

was sweet and slightly hoarse, reminding Waylen of the intimate and

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