NovelBarEdwin nodded, his young face determined despite the sadness in his eyes.
Waylen continued, “What would you like as your New Year’s gift?”
Edwin contemplated for a while before uttering softly, “Can you call me ‘silly boy’?”
Waylen felt his eyes welling up.
He was usually composed and rarely displayed vulnerability, yet now, he found himself unable to hold back the tears.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Silly boy.”
A faint smile curved Edwin’s lips, carrying a subtle determination within it.
Edwin followed Waylen back to the hall. Despite the liveliness around them, an unspoken agreement hung heavy in the air, and nobody dared to mention that certain man…
Outside, the snow continued to drift down softly. Waylen and Rena decided to stay overnight.
Rena tossed and turned, her mind restless and sleep eluding her.
Over the past four months, she had made six trips to Rouemn.
Mark’s condition was deteriorating rapidly.
Rena had never disclosed the full extent of it to the Fowler family, and even in front of Waylen, she rarely discussed Mark’s condition.
It was too painful to put into words.
In the dim light, Waylen gently brushed his fingers against her cheek.
“Having trouble sleeping?” he asked softly.
Rena met her husband’s gaze in the darkness and nodded silently.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA heavy silence hung in the air.
In a soft murmur, Waylen shared his father’s plan with Rena.
“Dad has a friend whose son is also divorced. That man has taken a Liking to Cecilia. He’s a good person, a decent man. Dad’s suggestion is for them to meet after the baby is born and maybe a bit older.
Perhaps Cecilia and that man could find happiness together.”
Waylen felt it was necessary to discuss this with Rena.
Rena understood his implications.
She rested her head on his shoulder and replied gently, “Let’s wait and see what Cecilia thinks when the time comes.”
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