Female NovelSo he enveloped her in his arms and murmured in her ear, “Rena, I understand you’re doing this for Cecilia’s sake, but… If he really couldn’t make it, it could be Cecilia’s lifelong regret. Yes, the challenges in the future might be daunting for them, but Rena, could you offer them the chance to stand by each other? Perhaps this will be the last time that Cecilia can be with Mark.”
His words hinted at Mark’s deteriorating condition.
For a moment, Rena was left stunned by his underlying message.
A chilling sensation enveloped her, sending shivers down her spine.
She stayed silent but wept quietly in Waylen’s arms.
Waylen’s voice emerged hoarse, laden with emotion.
“He said every bullet has its billet, but I don’t believe he’ll just give up Like that. He’s not a weak man.”Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Rena listened quietly.
She could still vividly recall the first call she received from Mark in Heron.
He had said, “Rena, I’m your uncle.”
At that moment, Rena understood that Waylen had made his decision.
She knew he now bore the responsibility for the Fowler family. Even Korbyn and Juliette respected his choices, almost entirely deferring to his authority.
In a hushed tone, Rena asked, “So, will you talk to her, or should 1?”
“I’ll handle it,” he replied, gently kissing her, preventing her tears from falling further.
The next morning, Waylen appeared at the Fowler’s villa.
As Cecilia descended the stairs, she found Waylen sitting on the sofa, calmly sipping his coffee.
Hearing her footsteps, Waylen said indifferently, “You missed your prenatal check-up yesterday. I’ll accompany you today.”
Cecilia thought it was unnecessary to bother her brother, so she replied, “Ross will come with me!”
Waylen glanced at her and scolded, “Aren’t you afraid that others will think you have married an old man?”
Ross touched his nose and retorted, “Mr. Evans isn’t really much younger than me. He just takes good care of himself and looks youthful!”
Cecilia burst into laughter.
She affectionately looped her arm through Ross‘ and teased, “When we get to the hospital, I might just refer you as my Dad!”
Korbyn nearly choked on his daughter’s words.
The Fowler family erupted into laughter.