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.

she would be lying

time, and with that, Waylen already

back of her shoulder and then dropped his hand.

Then, Waylen left.

her hand, Rena

villa, Marcus recovered

result, she worked

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

could tell that Hector

because of his pride that Waylen never questioned Rena again regarding this matter. Waylen frequently dropped by to keep Alexis and

spending time with his children more now than

children, but she didn’t give him another chance to

brought her gifts all the

business trips, and the others he bought because he stumbled upon them and they reminded

of Waylen’s gifts in

with Hector, Rena walked

returned to the villa, Waylen was still there. He was sitting on the sofa and reading a business magazine, as if

silently

on the sofa opposite him. She said calmly, “You come here and hang out with the kids every day. Don’t you

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

regard himself as

dark eyes for a long time

didn’t avoid his inquiry. “We’re divorced. We should both have

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

Waylen decided that it was time

was a little

children in and kissing them good night, she proceeded

the same even though Waylen

wouldn’t be affected by

off her clothes. Then, she

getting dressed and climbing into bed, she found a champagne rose on one of

outside. He would leave it

picked up the rose, feeling a little sad in her

remember their past together at all. What was the point of

At Exceed Group.

was stable and doing very well, Rena could relax. She had an indoor golf course set up on the top floor

was free,

on a break, Wendy knocked on her office door and came in. She said, “Miss Brown is here to see you. Should I

Mary Brown? The actress?

water and smiled. “I thought she didn’t

“Well, she made it this far. I think she’s much smarter and more

“Very well. Let

moments, Mary

with her. She came alone with a

cake in Mary’s hand and smiled faintly. “I don’t invest

sensible. She was dressed

brought you five tickets to the premiere of my movie, Ms. Gordon. If

Rena didn’t refuse directly.

to the office’s indoor golf course. Stunned for a moment,

praised her afterward. “Wow.

white club and said with a smile,

averted her gaze and

and said casually, “You want to endorse the high-end project in the south we’re working

answer right away. Her cheeks kept burning

told Mary, “That depends on whether or not you’re up for it. If your movie sells well, then we can talk about

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

aren’t many people in this world that truly make

promised that she would give Mary a chance if

Mary, he called Rena. “Are you really so

Rena snapped at him.

and powerful, and she won’t do anything

Ultimately, they slept together.

time, and the fact that he and Cecilia used to be

night was

what Mark was thinking

opened her door, threw Mark’s coat in his face, and cursed,

put on

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

eyes, Cecilia called in a

from the floor and

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

to retreat to the guest

working model now, a famous one even. It’s important to work on your impulsive temper, or else it

eyes glistened with tears, feeling wronged

pulled Rena into

Rena to quietly close the

she saw inside shocked her. The room seemed to have

were bottles and jars scattered on the dressing table with some sprawled

bed sheet was a

to make a fuss, Rena simply opened the window

angrier, Cecilia whispered, “Please don’t be mad at

of anger and amusement, finding it challenging

chose her words carefully and said, “You can treat it as a free

blushed at

not expect her to

noticed a man standing at the now

It was Waylen.

up and was dressed in

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