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.

said no, then she would

a long time, and with that,

shoulder and then dropped his hand. “Ill

Then, Waylen left.

at the thing in her hand, Rena was stunned for a long

villa, Marcus

to take care of Marcus. As a result, she worked from

children, and there had been many times

could tell that Hector

of his pride that Waylen never questioned Rena again regarding this matter. Waylen frequently dropped by

his children more now than he

Waylen from seeing the children, but she didn’t

brought her gifts

business trips, and the others he bought because he stumbled

locked all of Waylen’s gifts

day, after discussing business with Hector,

to the villa, Waylen was still there. He was sitting on the

at him silently for a

on the sofa opposite him. She said calmly, “You come here

the children. She just thought that he also had to

Waylen didn’t regard

stared at her with his dark eyes for a long time before he asked casually,

inquiry. “We’re divorced. We should both have our own

that he couldn’t bring himself to be

when Waylen decided that it was time to

was a little

them

longer the same even

wouldn’t be affected

clothes. Then, she stepped

climbing into bed, she found

Waylen used 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

picked up the rose, feeling a

past together at all. What was the point

At Exceed Group.

She had an

time she was free,

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

Mary Brown? The actress?

a sip of water and smiled. “I

made it this far. I think she’s much smarter and more flexible than those

well. Let her

moments, Mary entered

She came alone with

hand and smiled faintly. “I don’t invest in movies, Miss Brown. You

was sensible. She was dressed simply yet elegantly

and said, “I’ve brought you five tickets to the premiere of my movie, Ms. Gordon. If you could come

Rena didn’t refuse directly.

proceeded to the office’s indoor golf course.

praised her afterward. “Wow. You are an

played with her white club and said with a smile, “Waylen was the one who taught me how

her gaze

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

right away. Her cheeks kept burning

whether or not you’re up for it. If your movie

to be so easy-going, so for a moment, she didn’t

“There aren’t many people in this world that truly

would give Mary a chance if her movie did well

about Rena’s deal with Mary, he

Rena snapped at him.

said sharply, “Mary is rich and powerful, and

Ultimately, they slept together.

and the fact that he and Cecilia used to be

was mind-blowingly

thinking and was about

door, threw Mark’s coat in his face,

put on a bitter

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

in a low

up the coat from the

potential gossip and rumors that could arise if the servants caught a

retreat to the guest room

“You are a working model now, a famous one even. It’s important to work

with tears, feeling

pulled Rena

prompted Rena to quietly

The room

were bottles and jars scattered on the dressing table

sheet was

simply opened the window to let

whispered,

felt a mix of anger and amusement, finding it challenging to interfere

a free experience…

blushed at

her

as she was about to say something, she noticed a man standing at the now slightly ajar door, eavesdropping on

It was Waylen.

had just gotten up and was

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