NovelBarOnce the chauffeur dropped off Rena, Mark left on his own.
The villa was enveloped in an oppressive silence, with only a few dim lights illuminating the surroundings,
Following Waylen’s command, the __ servant respectfully addressed Rena as “Mrs. Fowler” when she arrived. In the midst of mixed emotions, Rena didn’t bother to correct her. She ascended the stairs, but the closer she got to the little girl’s bedroom, the stronger the wave of nostalgia she experienced.
Waylen stood on the staircase.
He still wore a white shirt and black suit pants, but his hair was slightly disheveled.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRena walked right past him.
He reached out and caught her, whispering, “She had a tantrum and now she’s asleep. Let’s not disturb her and talk first…”
Rena had no inclination to engage in conversation with Waylen whatsoever.
And she possessed a clear understanding of the topic he wished to discuss. She was fully aware that he simply desired to reconcile with her.
She had endured all of that and now they had been legally separated for a duration of three years.
Rena had already moved on and her animosity towards him had diminished. However, her affection for him had also dissipated.
Yet, due to Alexis, she yearned for tranquility in their relationship.
In a hushed tone, she murmured, “I wish to see her first.”
In the soft glow of yellow light, he relaxed his hold on her and uttered in a subdued voice, “Go ahead. Be cautious not to disturb her slumber.”
Rena acknowledged with a nod and proceeded past him, ascending the staircase.
As she distanced herself, Waylen gazed at his open palm, The warmth of Rena’s touch lingered and he found solace in it.
Upon reaching the second floor, Rena found herself outside Alexis’ bedroom.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRena’s fingertips landed on the doorknob. she hesitated momentarily before gently pushing it open.
Alexis was indeed fast asleep.
Within the light pink bedroom, a bedside lamp emitted a gentle glow. Alexis lay on her side, her lips slightly parted, emitting a sweet breath.
Rena felt a mixture of sorrow and tenderness.
She sat on the edge of the bed, extending her slender fingers to delicately caress Alexis.
Rena could not bestow enough strokes upon Alexis.
For three years, Rena had been deprived of her child.
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