Cecilia misunderstood his silence.

She raised her head, her eyes searching his face.

“Waylen, are you mad at me? I won’t meet him alone again,” she said earnestly.

Waylen replied, his voice hoarse, “Silly girl!”

How could he be angry with her?

He was simply consumed by worry, imagining how heartbroken she would be upon learning about Mark’s serious illness.

Yes, even though their relationship seemed to have reached an impasse, Waylen had never doubted her love for Mark.

By destiny, Rena and Mark could really be the death of the Fowlers siblings.

Waylen had never been one to hesitate.

However, this matter had left him in constant turmoil, unable to reach a decision.

During the quiet hours of the night, Waylen smoked in his study.

Suddenly, the closed door creaked open, allowing a sliver of light to filter in from outside.

He assumed it was Rena.

To his surprise, it was a small figure with a head of brown, curly hair.

Waylen extinguished the cigarette and patted his thigh gently.

“You have trouble falling asleep? Do you want Daddy to hold you?” he asked in a soft, soothing voice.

Wrapped in her white comfort blanket, Alexis hurried barefoot into Waylen’s embrace. She whispered, “Mommy is feeding Elva. Marcus is hungry, too!”

Waylen understood her the best.

He affectionately rubbed her nose and teased, “Are you feeling hungry for Mommy’s milk too?”

Alexis was in high spirits; she lifted her head and proudly declared, “I am not! I’m a big girl now! I’m already seven years old!”

Waylen gently touched her hair.

He was well aware of Alexis’ longing for her mother’s milk.

Having spent the first two years of her life in the sterile lab environment, she hadn’t tasted much milk, let alone a mother’s nourishing natural kind. The only thing she had was the bland, artificial nutritional fluid provided during those years.

The thought softened Waylen’s expression, making it even gentler than the serene night outside.\

Meanwhile, Alexis kept babbling away.

Waylen scooped her up and headed towards the nursery, and Alexis wrapped her arms around Waylen’s neck.

His Alexis was undeniably adorable.

Marcus was not in the room when he entered the nursery, and Rena was still nursing Elva.

Elva’s hair was gently tousled, and her dark eyes sparkled brightly.

She was clinging to her mother’s breast.

Upon noticing her father’s arrival, Elva loosened her hold and grinned up at him.

Of course, Waylen was also fond of her.

He gently settled Alexis in Rena’s arms and picked up Elva, stating, “I’ll change her diaper.”

Rena didn’t question his motives.

Alexis was too embarrassed to drink, and as Waylen observed Alexis’ he leaned close to Rena’s ear and “Don’t let hesitation, whispered, it go to waste.”

Rena grasped his underlying message.

A flush of embarrassment colored Rena’s cheeks. After all, Alexis was no longer a baby.

“Waylen!” she couldn’t help but exclaim softly.

Waylen simply turned away, feigning indifference, and changed Elva’s diaper at a deliberate pace. In the end, as Rena embraced her older child in her lap, she had no choice but to let Alexis nurse.

Rena actually felt a bit embarrassed.

After soothing the children, they returned to the master bedroom.

Seated at the dressing table, Rena applied her skincare products.

Waylen teased her incessantly, but she chose to ignore him. Finally, he draped himself against her back, his arms encircling her slender waist, and softly inquired, “Are you upset with me?”

Rena turned her head and retorted, “What do you think?”

As Waylen caught a whiff of her fragrance, he couldn’t resist leaning in and biting her.

“Alexis hadn’t tasted your milk yet! Your breast milk disappeared so soon after giving birth to Marcus. She didn’t get the chance,” Waylen explained.

Rena countered, “And who’s to blame for that?”

Waylen knew it wasn’t easy to placate Rena, so he apologized softly, “It’s all my fault!”\

Rena kept silent and continued to apply her skincare products.

Their life was peaceful now. They didn’t have to keep bringing up what had happened in the past.

Later, as they both felt provoked, their intimacy unfolded naturally, and they had intercourse.

Consumed by overwhelming lust, Rena stroked Waylen’s face and asked in a low voice, “What’s bothering you?”

Waylen didn’t reply; instead, he covered her body with his.

He dipped his head and kissed his wife passionately, their Lips locked for an extended moment.

After a while, he rolled to his side.

Rena mirrored his movement, her fingers gently caressing his face.

“Are you worried about Uncle Mark?”

Waylen lay on his back and gazed at the ceiling. After a brief pause, he responded softly, “The results of his latest medical examination aren’t promising. The doctors have to devise a new treatment plan for him.”

He turned to look at her and continued, “Rena, the treatment is bound to be excruciating.”

He couldn’t help but entwine his fingers with hers.

Waylen cherished Rena deeply. Yet, due to what happened to Mark and Cecilia, he feared what might transpire between them.

At times, he would dream that he had been separated from Rena.

her safe and sound, sheltered under

Angela’s Library

Rena was taken aback.

long time, so naturally, she knew exactly what he was thinking

whispered, “Are you planning

his gaze fixed

it’s wise,” Rena

months pregnant now. Moreover, her relationship

recover, how will Cecilia cope with

mixture of tenderness and sorrow

understood that Rena faced greater difficulty in

her ear, “Rena, I understand you’re doing this for Cecilia’s sake, but… If he really couldn’t make it, it could be Cecilia’s lifelong regret. Yes, the challenges in the future might be daunting for them, but Rena, could you offer them the chance

at Mark’s

was left stunned by his

her, sending shivers down

but wept quietly in Waylen’s

hoarse, laden

believe he’ll just give up Like that.

Rena listened quietly.

still vividly recall the first call she received from Mark

had said, “Rena, I’m your

that moment, Rena understood that Waylen

family. Even Korbyn and Juliette respected his choices,

asked, “So, will you talk to her, or

it,” he replied, gently kissing her, preventing her tears

Waylen appeared at the

the stairs, she found Waylen sitting on the

her footsteps, Waylen said indifferently, “You missed

it was unnecessary to bother her brother, so she

afraid that others will think you

younger than me. He just takes good care of himself and

Cecilia burst into laughter.

and teased, “When we get to the hospital, I might just refer you

on

family

stood alone, his face wearing a severe, indescribable

son all

laughter, realizing

in the car, Waylen closed his eyes, seeking a

afraid her words might

something was amiss with Waylen

the hospital, Waylen suddenly instructed Ross, “Drive to the

and hesitated before

the hospital for four months. He’s family, and we should at least pay

Four months?

of Mark’s frail body and pallid face flashed in her mind, Cecilia instinctively clenched

her a while

what happened

say it

document from the storage cabinet before him, and handed it over

be

cast a skeptical glance at him and

expression shifted from surprise to shock, her face draining

Less than six months?

could this

voice trembled as she asked, “Waylen. Is

has been in the hospital for four months now. Dad brought in experts from both home and abroad to examine him, but his body had been severely depleted

hearing this, Cecilia lifted

with tears

did her best to

her a tissue and said, “Wipe your face. Tears

a smile, but it looked more pained than

Waylen would be visiting. Mark was propped up against the head of the bed, engrossed

there were stacks of thick folders on the

four hours. It’s time to rest. Dr. Clarke will scold you

kept his focus

nag. Handle him for me. I need to review these documents. The company

Suddenly, Mark’s expression changed.

and now we

felt a deep sadness

the door, Cecilia

was conveying his final wishes,

Peter noticed Cecilia’s presence.

a brief pause, he quickly composed himself and said, “Cecilia, what brings you here? Come inside and take a

gaze remained

that he could no longer

the door, said, “Mark, I

Mark’s gaze was profound.

“Peter, why don’t you go have a

smiled faintly and

the room and gently closed

into silence. The autumn sun streamed in through the window, illuminating

wearing a loose blue and white

lost much of the muscular build

retained his

was flawless, his eyes had deep sockets, and his eyelashes

features were still

you just standing by

to stand at the door, biting her lip as she softly inquired, “Why

Mark

reaching for a cigarette box out

lowered his hand, gazed at Cecilia, and replied, “I let you down back then, and I’m suffering

rolled down

to die secretly, leaving behind

gaze shifted to the documents on the

some reason, she suddenly lost

over and angrily pushed the

scattered

allowed her to

at Mark. With a trembling voice, she said, “Mark, you think you’re doing what’s best for me, and you’re taking responsibility for our two children. But have you ever asked me what I truly

felt a

a sense of

and asked, “Do you think that I’ll forgive you just because you’re leaving behind billions

couldn’t control

to embrace her, even though he knew he had

I’m in therapy. I still want to see our daughter born, Edwin growing up, getting married, and having children

Cecilia wasn’t having it.

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