Female NovelSince Alexis’ birth, she had had problems falling asleep.
Her fervent hope clung to the possibility of a doctor’s sudden arrival, bearing news of the baby’s recovery and the resumption of normal feeding.
She knew it was an audacious desire, yet she yearned ceaselessly.
In these past two days, her frail form had withered even more.
Lyndon arrived with Elvira. Observing Rena’s emaciated state, guilt overwhelmed him. “Rena, 1 never intended for this to happen. Neither did Elvira. We both only wish for you to find happiness.”
A soft chuckle escaped Rena’s lips.
Wish her to find happiness?
Ever since Lyndon entered the picture, he had shown no real concern for Rena, yet he had the audacity to claim she was his only biological child.
Rena turned on her heels.
Though she had shed considerable weight, her beauty remained undiminished.
However, her eyes lacked radiance, filled instead with desolation.
With a casual tone, Rena uttered, “Do you know what I think of you?”
Lyndon’s body trembled involuntarily.
Softly, Rena continued, “I once held you in high regard but, over time, I discovered that you are merely an ordinary individual driven by selfish motives. You act like you possess a worthless object and attempt to sell it off. But the truth is quite the opposite… What you hold dear is nothing but trash. When I loved Waylen, I regarded Elvira as trash. When my love for him waned, I realized that Elvira was more like junk food, repugnant to my husband, yet strangely appetizing.
Lyndon’s countenance underwent a dramatic change.
Elvira’s lovely face contorted.
Coincidentally, at that moment, Mark and Waylen arrived at the doorway…
Rena glanced at Waylen and smirked. “Waylen, take your garbage and leave. The mere sight of you makes me sick.”
Mark subtly touched his nose.
Lyndon couldn’t help but cry out, “Rena, it’s not Elvira’s fault!”
Waylen calmly interjected, “Mr. Coleman, it’s time for you to leave. Don’t come back here again.”Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Elvira, unwilling to accept defeat, persisted, “Waylen… I don’t believe you cease to care about me. If you truly don’t care, why did you leave her and come to Braseovell to assist me with the case?
Lyndon slapped Elvira across the face.
With a hint of sorrow, he stated, “Waylen is helping you out of a sense of obligation. How could you interpret it otherwise?”