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

time, and with that,

back of her shoulder and then dropped his hand. “Ill go get Marcus’ discharge papers and take care of the

Then, Waylen left.

thing in her hand, Rena was stunned for a

villa, Marcus

care of Marcus. As a result, she worked from

came to Rena’s villa to visit the children, and there

that Hector

Rena again regarding this matter. Waylen frequently dropped by to

been spending time with his children more

the children, but she didn’t give

gifts all

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

locked all of Waylen’s

with

on the sofa and reading

at him silently for a

“You come here and hang out

with the children. She just thought that he also

Waylen didn’t regard

her question, Waylen put down the magazine in his hand. He stared at her with his dark eyes for a long time before he asked casually, “Do you want me to have my ‘own private

divorced. We should

that he couldn’t bring himself to be upset

when Waylen decided that it was time

was a little

and kissing them good night, she proceeded to her

and Waylen were divorced now, and things were no longer the same even though Waylen

least she wouldn’t be affected by anything

clothes. Then, she stepped into the

into bed, she found a champagne rose on one

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

feeling

didn’t remember their past together at all. What was the point of doing

At Exceed Group.

Rena could relax. She had an indoor golf course set up on the top

was free, she played

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

Mary Brown? The actress?

a sip of water and smiled. “I thought she didn’t want to see me

think she’s much smarter and more flexible than

“Very well.

moments, Mary

with her. She came alone with a small delicate

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

She was

five tickets to the premiere of my movie, Ms. Gordon. If you could come show your

Rena didn’t refuse directly.

proceeded to the office’s indoor golf course.

few swings, and Mary praised her afterward. “Wow. You are

with a smile, “Waylen was the

her

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

away. Her cheeks kept

Mary, “That depends on whether or not you’re up for it. If your movie sells well,

to be so easy-going, so for a moment, she

in this world that truly make me feel revolted. And you’re not really one of them,

would give Mary a chance if her movie did well in the box

with Mary, he called Rena.

Rena snapped at him.

said sharply, “Mary is rich and powerful, and she won’t do anything to ruin

Ultimately, they slept together.

a long time, and the fact that he and Cecilia used

was mind-blowingly

guessed what Mark was thinking and was about to

Cecilia suddenly opened her door, threw Mark’s coat

Mark put on

two years older than Rena, but she was

in a

from the floor

that could

retreat to

and let out a sigh. “You are a working model now, a famous one even. It’s important to work on your impulsive

glistened with tears, feeling wronged by the

Rena

to quietly close the

shocked her. The room seemed to have witnessed

were bottles and jars scattered on the dressing table with

the bed sheet

make a fuss, Rena simply opened the window to let fresh

angrier, Cecilia whispered,

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

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

blushed at

did not expect her

about to say something, she noticed a man

It was Waylen.

just gotten up and was dressed

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