Female NovelWe can discuss the divorce once the baby gets better. I don’t have the energy to engage in that conversation with you right now.”
Waylen held her as if she were a piece of ice.
At that moment, the blinds were drawn, obscuring the view of the glass enclosure.
Rena could no longer see the baby.
She turned to face Waylen, searching his eyes. “Because of Alexis, we will still encounter each other in the future as her parents. But, Waylen, spare me those tender words that repulse mé.”
Waylen’s face grew ashen.
Just then, Mark approached.
In his hand, he carried a coat, swiftly draping it over Rena upon sighting her. “I’ve been searching for you everywhere. Why are you dressed so lightly? What if you catch a cold?
Rena wordlessly followed Mark.
Throughout, Mark acted as if he hadn’t noticed.
Waylen Anxiously, Waylen called out, “Mr. Evans.”
Mark halted.
He turned around, a sarcastic smile gracing his otherwise elegant countenance. “I assumed you only care about Lyndon.”
With Rena cradled in his arms, Mark departed.
Waylen remained rooted in his spot, his hands clenched into tight fists. If he were asked to pinpoint his greatest regret in life, it would undoubtedly be leaving Rena behind for Braseovell.
The Fowler family approached him.
Korbyn, his eyes bloodshot, struck his son twice in the presence of his wife and daughter.
Fury consumed Korbyn as he spat out, “You wretched excuse for a man!”
Juliette, her eyes brimming with tears, attempted to intervene, only to be forcefully pushed aside by her husband.
In a hospital teeming with people, disregarding his own dignity, Korbyn delivered another resounding slap to his only son’s face. “Have you any idea the danger your wife faced? She called you but your phone remained switched off. If it weren’t for Mark, we would have been oblivious to the explosion at the villa. The outcome could have been the loss of both Rena and the baby. Eloise and the maid were also grievously injured. Where were you in that moment? You, a supposed guardian of the family. Where the hell were you? Let me enlighten you. Rena endured 16 agónizing hours to bring your child into this world. She risked her very life for the sake of your offspring. You despicable excuse for a human… I could end you right here, right now!”
Juliette made no attempt to halt Korbyn’s fury this time and simply wept.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Cecilia, too, burst into tears, “Waylen, if you don’t love Rena, then set her free. Things wouldn’t have had to end up like this if you did…”
Waylen stood there, struck dumb with astonishment.
Didn’t he love Rena?