NovelBarThough she and Korbyn were privy to Waylen’s wild plan, they dared not cling to hope. After all, the odds stood at a mere five percent.
Now… They couldn’t see the little one either…
Waylen was being so resolute.
Upon hearing the anguished cries of his mother and sister, Waylen clasped Rena’s hand, his gaze fixed upon her face as he softly uttered, “I have no regrets.”
Cecilia stood in stunned silence.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFor four long days, Rena lay ensconced in a coma.
It was nighttime when she finally woke up.
Waylen lay prostrate on the edge of the bed, his weary face resting against her hand. The visage she had once admired now bore the marks of exhaustion and fatigue.
Rena observed him silently….
In an instant, Waylen roused from his slumber.
He glanced up at her in the subdued glow.
They were a couple, yet their relationship, battered by the trials they had endured, languished in a dire state. When they looked into each other’s eyes at the moment, words eluded them.
With Alexis’ absence, a void had formed between them, leaving them with nothing to say.
Rena’s eyes fluttered closed, and she whispered, “Please leave.”
In a hoarse voice, Waylen tenderly replied, “Are you hungry? Let me fetch you something warm.”
He rose to fill a bowl with soup.
Rena turned her head away, her tone icy. “There’s no need.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHis hand faltered, the joyous smile on his face freezing, but he quickly resumed ladling the soup, attempting to maintain a casual tone as he continued, “The doctor mentioned that you lack proper nutrition, so I had the servant prepare…”
“Waylen, I don’t need it. How many times must I say it? I don’t need you.”
His hands trembled ever so slightly as he gently set the bowl aside.
They were back to being strangers, unable to meet each other’s gaze. Perhaps it was easier to communicate this way.
He feared beholding her cold countenance.
Waylen’s voice carried a tinge of despondency as he said, “If you don’t want to see me, I’ll ask your mother to care for you. Her leg injury has improved, and she can walk now… Rena, I understand your sorrow but don’t dwell in it for too long, alright? We… We… we must move forward.
“I carried her within me for seven months. It took me 16 grueling hours to bring her into this world.”
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