Concern filled Rena’s heart as she fretted over Marcus.

At just over two months old, he had been weaned from breast milk.

As Rena glanced towards the closed door of another room of this suite, she could hear soft snores. Waylen and Alexis were sleeping soundly there.

After hesitating for a moment, Rena decided to unbutton her pajamas.

Marcus latched on contentedly, finding comfort in the maternal embrace even if he couldn’t find any milk. In the stillness of the dark night, the soft sound of a child nursing was mesmerizing.

Waylen heard everything since he couldn’t fall asleep.

After lying in bed for a long time, he couldn’t resist getting up quietly.

Rena turned away at the sight of him, her back facing him.

Waylen couldn’t see her expression, but he gently touched Marcus’ soft hair and asked in a hushed voice, “Does it hurt?”

Rena felt somewhat embarrassed by the question.

After a brief moment, she replied softly, “Go back to sleep.”

Tomorrow… Marcus would be discharged from the hospital, and Rena wouldn’t have to deal with Waylen’s persistent presence all the time.

Waylen’s gaze lingered on Rena’s slender back.

He longed to embrace her, but the memory of her rejection made him withdraw his hand.

He lay back on the bed.

Alexis crawled over and nestled in his arms.

Her little bottom was soft and chubby.

Waylen couldn’t quite decipher his emotions. He yearned to spend every day with them, wondering if he and Rena could have children together again. It was evident that Rena loved children very much.

Restlessly, Waylen couldn’t help but ponder whether Rena would change her mind if he ever regained his lost memory. ©

The next morning, Marcus was discharged from the hospital.

Rena bent down slightly and began packing up her son’s things.

Her waist was thin, and her back was slightly hunched.

He tousled her hair and replied affectionately, “I miss both you and your mommy equally.”

He then took Alexis back to the hospital, buying her a set meal of fried chicken along the way. Waylen’s mood improved significantly as Alexis chatted excitedly during the ride.

But as he opened the door to the VIP ward, his expression darkened.

Hector was inside.

He and Rena were sitting closely on the sofa, engrossed in a business discussion.

Rena even had a radiant smile on her face.

She looked breathtakingly beautiful when she smiled…

Waylen cleared his throat.

Hector noticed Waylen’s discontent and felt somewhat embarrassed. “Ms. Gordon, let’s end the discussion for today,” he proposed.

Rena glanced at Waylen before escorting Hector out.

Upon her return, she closed the door to the ward, prompting Waylen to ask, “Is it necessary to be so close to each other when discussing business matters?”

While munching on her fried chicken, Alexis remarked, “Dad seems upset.”

Rena didn’t want to talk about this in front of the children. Instead, she accompanied Alexis and helped her with her homework.

Waylen struggled to suppress his anger.

He felt jealousy bubbling within him, despite knowing he had no grounds to question Rena.

In the dead of night, Rena cradled Marcus in her arms on the bed, gazing at his plump face, her mind wandering into deep contemplation.

Marcus bore a striking resemblance to Waylen.

Their eyebrows and eyes were strikingly similar.

With tender affection, Rena lightly caressed Marcus’ eyebrows with her slender fingers.

Although Marcus was generally obedient, he began to fuss in the middle of the night, refusing to drink milk.

His face flushed, and he stubbornly turned away from the bottle.

Rena gently pressed her cheek against his, and the little boy nestled into her arms. He eagerly sought sustenance through the thin fabric of her pajamas.

Waylen still remembered how it felt when he touched her.

The nanny took Marcus away, leaving Rena and Waylen alone in the ward. Waylen had something to say to his ex-wife.

He put his hand on her shoulder and asked in a low voice, “Rena, if I regain my memories, is it possible for us to be together again?”

Hearing the question, Rena halted for a moment. She had no idea how to respond.

If she said yes, she would undoubtedly give him hope.

then she would

and with that, Waylen already

shoulder and then dropped his hand. “Ill go get Marcus’

Then, Waylen left.

at the thing in her hand, Rena

villa,

result, she worked from home most of the time.

villa to visit the children, and there had been many times when he bumped into

tell that Hector adored

never questioned Rena again regarding

with his children

children, but she didn’t give him another chance

her gifts

he purchased while he was away on business trips, and the others he

locked all of Waylen’s gifts in

business with Hector,

sitting on the sofa and reading a business magazine, as if he was in

at him silently for a few

said calmly, “You come here and hang out with the kids every day. Don’t you have your own private

no problem with him spending time with the children. She just thought that he also had to have other things

Waylen didn’t regard himself as an

his hand. He stared at her with his dark eyes for a long time before he asked casually, “Do you want me to

divorced. We should both have our

her directness so refreshing that he couldn’t bring himself to be upset

decided

a little

and kissing them good night, she proceeded

things were no longer the same even though Waylen

be affected

main bedroom and took off her clothes. Then, she

into bed, she found a champagne

to do. He would come back from his daily morning jog with a rose he picked from one of the bushes outside. He would leave it on the bed beside her, and she would wake up to it. The dew on the petals would remind her of the sex they had the night

up the rose, feeling

all. What

At Exceed Group.

She had an indoor golf course set up on

time she was free, she played

door and came in. She said, “Miss Brown is here to see you. Should I

Mary Brown? The actress?

and smiled. “I thought she didn’t want

think she’s much smarter

well. Let her

moments,

came alone with

her eyes on the cake in Mary’s hand and smiled faintly. “I don’t invest in movies,

sensible. She was dressed simply yet elegantly

of

Rena didn’t refuse directly.

office’s indoor golf course.

and Mary praised her afterward. “Wow. You are an excellent

said with a smile, “Waylen was the one who taught me

averted her gaze and

want to endorse the high-end project in the south we’re working on,

away. Her cheeks kept

two more golf balls, Rena told Mary, “That depends on whether or not you’re up

expect Rena to be so easy-going, so

in this world that truly make me

a chance if her movie did well in

with Mary, he called Rena. “Are you

Rena snapped at him.

powerful, and she won’t do anything

Ultimately, they slept together.

that he and Cecilia used

night was

what Mark was thinking and was about to say

threw Mark’s coat in

put on

standing outside her room with Mark. Cecilia was two years older than Rena, but

Cecilia called in a low

picked up the coat from the floor and handed it

well aware of the potential gossip and rumors that could arise if the servants caught a glimpse

retreat to the guest room

are a working model now, a famous one even. It’s important

tears, feeling wronged

Rena

prompted Rena to quietly close the door behind

shocked her. The room seemed to have witnessed a wild

the dressing table with some sprawled

the bed sheet was a

not to make a fuss, Rena simply opened the window to let

angrier, Cecilia whispered, “Please

amusement, finding it challenging to interfere

as a free experience… Hmm…

blushed at

expect her

about to say something, she noticed a man standing at the now

It was Waylen.

had just gotten up and was dressed in comfortable casual

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