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Former dad…

Waylen was visibly taken aback. After a moment, he realized that Alexis was referring to his pre-memory loss self.

Did the man he used to be truly love his wife and daughter and prove to be a devoted husband?

Waylen couldn’t fathom it.

He continued to read the fairy tale slowly until Alexis fell asleep in his arms…Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Her temperature ran high. Though her body was petite, it emanated warmth. Holding her felt like embracing a cozy furnace on this late autumn night.

In the soft, yellow glow, Waylen scrutinized the little girl in his arms attentively.

Her eyes and brows were beautiful.

With tender features and brown curly hair, she had inherited Rena’s appearance entirely.

However, within half a day, he could tell that Alexis’ personality strongly resembled his own.

No DNA test was necessary to know she was his child.

Gently placing Alexis aside, Waylen observed her silently for a while before he got out of bed and made his way to the bathroom.

Rena sat there, lost in thought.

Clad in a soft cotton dress, her profile exuded stunning beauty—precisely his type.

Moreover, due to her pregnancy, she embodied an even more womanly aura.

He mused that if she weren’t pregnant, she must have had an incredible figure.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been captivated by her.

Having collected himself, Waylen chose to be frank with Rena.

Leaning against the wall, he said lightly, “I remember that you were Harold’s ex-girlfriend.

Despite knowing what transpired later, I still find it difficult to envision that we’d marry and have children…”

Waylen was acutely aware of his past persnickety nature.

In the bygone days, countless women surrounded him, yet none managed to captivate his attention.

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