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However, two months Later, Rena’s belly was still flat.
In November.
On Rena’s birthday, the house was very Lively.
That night, after taking a shower, Rena went back to her bedroom.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe bench at the end of the bed was covered in gifts from her friends and relatives.
A pink envelope stuck out to Rena. She picked it up with a faint smile.
It was a letter from Alexis and Marcus, and there was a very childish painting. Rena looked at it quietly, feeling touched.
Just then, the bedroom door swung open and Waylen walked in slowly.
At this time, Rena was opening another gift.
It was an emerald necklace.
Rena knew that such a valuable necklace would cost at least 50 million dollars, and this piece in particular was rare.
It was from…
She fell into deep thought.
Waylen leaned against the wall and Looked at Rena quietly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen Rena finally realized that he was standing there, he lowered his head, lit a cigarette, and asked lightly, “Who’d give you such an expensive gift?”
Rena knew that he was implying something.
She closed the box and smiled at him innocently. “I don’t know. There’s no name.”
Waylen narrowed his eyes.
He walked over to grab the delicate box. In a somewhat casual voice, he said, “Rena, we both know that you’re lying.”
Aside from Harold, who else would send such a lavish gift?
Rena was no longer in the mood to open the rest of the gifts.
She stood up, walked to the dressing table, and started combing her long, brown hair. “Waylen, today’s my birthday. Can we not quarrel?”