Female NovelYet, he believed he was not the right match for her, leading to their separation.
Now that the past had been laid bare, it wasn’t that he had no inclination to see her. However, even if they were to meet again, nothing would alter the fact that they had parted ways two years prior.
Mark uttered in a hushed tone, “I failed to treat her properly.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Inform her that I am willing to offer any form of compensation she desires.”
Waylen’s gaze grew profound.
With a faint smile, he replied, “The Fowler family seeks no compensation. What I want is nothing more than a word from you, Mr. Evans. Now that you acknowledge that you and she were ill-suited, I find solace. Upon my return, I shall advise my foolish sister to let go and obediently embark on a blind date… Perhaps she may never encounter someone like you again, but it is not arduous to find someone who will genuinely cherish her.”
Having spoken those words, Waylen turned and departed…
Mark stood there, lost in a trance.
Peter pondered for a moment and said softly, “Mr. Evans, please freshen up. The meeting is scheduled to commence later.”
Mark remained in a daze.
And after a lengthy silence, he suddenly erupted in frustration.
“Damn it! I care not for the meeting. Am I not entitled to pursue my own affections freely? Why then, must I still attend such a damn meeting?”
At ten in the morning, Waylen made his return to Duefron, enveloped in a tranquil atmosphere.
The villa stood in utter silence.
Once Alexis had left for school, Rena cradled Edwin in her arms and engaged in a lively conversation with Cecilia.
Observing this, Waylen’s restlessness dissipated significantly.
He fixated his gaze upon Rena for an extended moment, and then confidently took Edwin into his own arms. Turning to Cecilia, he calmly declared, “Now, with Rena’s company, I shall escort you back home!”
Cecilia appeared slightly flustered, her eyes shifting towards Rena.
With a snort, Waylen remarked, “Are you afraid now? Weren’t you afraid when you faced the challenge of giving birth and raising this child alone?”
Cecilia dared not utter a word.
Rena gently grasped Waylen’s arm, tenderly dabbing his handsome face with a tissue. In a hushed tone, she inquired, “Did you go to Czanch to confront my uncle? What transpired between the two of you?”
Her demeanor exuded gentleness and thoughtfulness. Waylen couldn’t help but understand her unspoken thoughts.
He replied nonchalantly, “Yes, I did confront him! However, I didn’t divulge anything about Edwin! If he truly loves Cecilia, he will come to know about it sooner or later..
He couldn’t resist a touch of sarcasm, adding, “Hasn’t he always been all-knowing?”