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Rena was pregnant again?
The Fowler family had already had four children, and now there was going to be another one. It seemed that it was a good idea to have Leonel in the house. Leonel had brought good luck.
Korbyn immediately made a decision. “In that case, Rena needs someone to take care of her. How about this? You send your wife and children to my villa. Your mother and I will take care of Rena and attend to her everyday needs. Don’t worry about Alexis and Leonel. All you need to do is run the Fowler Group well.”
Waylen Laughed. “Dad, it’s my wife who’s pregnant.”
Korbyn retorted, “But she’s my daughter-in-law. I’m worried about her.”
Waylen Lowered his head and gently pinched his wife’s face. “She’s my wife. I’ll take care of her myself.”
After that, Waylen hung up the phone.
On the other side, Korbyn was furious.
He thought that Waylen was being arrogant because Rena was pregnant.
But then Korbyn couldn’t help chuckling. Waylen was finally acting Like a good husband.
Rena was chauffeured home by Waylen, the warmth of his presence comforting her.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Despite his desire to linger by her side, Rena insisted he attend to his company duties.
“It’s nothing new. You should head to the office,” she urged Waylen as they settled onto the couch.
With a flip of the switch, gentle warmth enveloped the room, casting a cozy ambiance. The household staff, Likely privy to the joyful news, showered Waylen with congratulations, prompting him to reciprocate with generous gestures of appreciation.
Amid the winter’s embrace, Rena cradled a glass of warm milk, her gaze drifting to Waylen as he interacted with the staff. An accidental glance back at her, his eyes locked onto hers.
Silence spoke volumes as their eyes entwined, a shared sweetness that spoke of their soon-to-arrive child.
As evening descended, Waylen returned with Alexis and Leonel. With practiced ease, Leonel disembarked first, assisting Alexis from the vehicle.
The car door sealed shut behind them, and the trio entered the residence.
Within the hall, an array of precious supplements and gifts adorned the surroundings. Rena, immersed in organization, delegated their storage to diligent servants.
Waylen, shedding his coat, inquired casually. “Was the turnout substantial?”
Rena shook her head gently. “Only your parents and Cecilia have visited. They brought a multitude of gifts.”
With a knowing look, Rena continued, “Perhaps we should keep the pregnancy under wraps for now, to save ourselves from unnecessary company.”