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He tousled her hair and replied affectionately, “| 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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe 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.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe 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.