Female NovelShe found solace in the memories she had shared with Waylen, treasuring them as the final remnants of their time together.
“Waylen, I truly don’t feel well. The baby is kicking vigorously in my belly.” Rena had confided in Waylen before he left.
“Is our little one being disobedient?” Waylen had playfully responded.
“The baby has never been like this before… I… Waylen, please, don’t go. I’m afraid something terrible might occur.” She had pleaded with worry etched on her face.”
“If I don’t go now, I won’t be able to catch the flight. Trust me.”
Waylen had reassured her, gently disentangling her fingers one by one and leaving her with a tender smile. “You’re behaving like a child now. I promise I’ll be back in three days.”
In Rena’s recollection, she closed her eyes gently, the memories of her last conversation with Waylen lingering in her mind.
Rena welcomed the arrival of a baby girl into the world.
Alexis, weighing less than four pounds, required immediate placement in an incubator upon her birth.
Korbyn, along with his wife and Mark, approached the incubator to catch a fleeting glimpse of Alexis before focusing all their attention on Rena.
Rena had been moved to an exclusive ward, where she lay weakly, appearing peacefully asleep.
Mark approached Rena’s bedside, gently tucking her hands under the covers.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Silently, he sat on the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on Rena, apprehensive that she might wake up without anyone attending to her needs.
Meanwhile, Cecilia had been trying to reach her brother for a staggering 16 hours.
Countless calls flooded Waylen’s phone.
Finally, a connection was established…
During this time, Waylen was already in Braseovell. As soon as he disembarked from the plane, he rushed to the court, unintentionally leaving his phone switched off.
Following the conclusion of the case, the court announced Waylen’s victory.
Lyndon and his wife expressed their heartfelt gratitude to Waylen and extended an invitation to their home for dinner.
Polite as ever, Waylen declined their invitation.
He then retrieved his phone, a smile gracing his face, and remarked, “My family must be urging me to return.”
Upon turning on the device, he expected to find some missed work calls, perhaps even some from an irritated Rena.
Yet, as soon as the phone sprang to life, it buzzed incessantly with notifications.
Over 500 missed calls, all from Duefron.