Female NovelWaylen was awake too, his thoughts consumed by complex emotions. He gently caressed her hair and probed, “I want to know your past with him. Tell me.”
Rena hesitated for a moment before replying, “You won’t want to know.”
Which man could be so generous?
Determined to understand her fully, Waylen kissed the tip of her nose and insisted, “I want to know.”
With her head nestled on his arm, Rena began to recount her past, revealing the memories she had shared with Harold. Waylen Listened attentively, showing patience and empathy.
He could sense the depth of Harold’s Love for her and the complexity of their relationship.
Waylen knew that Harold and Rena had missed out on something special.
He held her even closer, cherishing their love and the beautiful memories they were creating together.
Eventually, Rena fell asleep, finding solace in her husband’s arms.
Perhaps this time, her dreams would be filled with the innocent and nostalgic moments of her college days with Harold-of phoenix trees, parallel bicycles, and the tlibrary- representing the sweet reminiscences of first love.
Enveloped in a mix of emotions, Waylen couldn’t deny feeling jealous He knew that Harold’s death had left a lasting impact on Rena’s memory.
Her acceptance of the flower from Harrison spoke of deeper feelings she held for her deceased first Love.
Waylen got up quietly. He didn’t leave the bedroom because he was afraid that Rena would wake up with fear. Quietly standing by the French window, he gazed out at the rainy night, Lost in thought about their relationship.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Recently, their bond had improved, yet he couldn’t help but feel some regrets Lingering.
Just like his relationships with Elvira and Mavis, Rena could only digest it by herself.
He knew Rena was processing her feelings about Harold, and he respected her need to do so in her own way. Like Elvira and Harold, Rena needed to accept the past as part of her life experience to move forward.
He hadn’t thought of Elvira for a long time, but Rena might not forget Harold for an extended period.
Waylen was unable to engage in the argument of it.
With his thoughts swirling, Waylen stood for much of the night until the gray, misty dawn approached.
Despite feeling cold which caused Rena beside him to draw back instinctively, he still held her tightly.
She frowned and grumbled, “Your body is too cold!”
“It will be warm soon. Rena, let me warm you up every day in the future, okay?” He patted her on the back to Lull her to sleep.
Rena didn’t wake up completely and soon fell asleep again.