NovelEnglishShe wasn’t lying…
It was true that as time went by, she had gradually grown used to Waylen’s company.
In fact, she had almost forgotten that he had lost part of his memory.
Because whenever she dwelled on that subject for too long, she’d keenly feel that their relationship lacked something so important… But Rena always pushed it to the back of her mind, believing it didn’t affect their everyday lives.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOne day, Waylen confessed to her that he wanted another child.
She refused immediately.
Even though she knew that he was very disappointed, she didn’t budge, and eventually, he gave up on the idea.
Though there wasn’t an obvious issue between them, Rena couldn’t help but notice that they had less time for each other than before. He was often swamped with work, while she devoted her time to taking care of their child. Sometimes, it all boiled down to her just resting with Alexis, leaving them with fewer moments together.
Rena stared into the distance, lost in thought…
Vera patted her hand and asked gently, “Rena, do you still love him?”
Love?
Of course she loved him… Right?
Rena was in a trance when her phone suddenly rang, pulling her back to reality. it was Waylen calling.
He must be on his way back home. Rena could hear the traffic sounds in the background as she answered his call. His voice was as soothing as always. “Hey, | just got a call from Dad.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe mentioned that he already picked up Alexis and Marcus. Where are you right now? Let’s head to the concert together.”
Rena spoke softly—so softly that it hid the almost imperceptible tremble in her voice.
“I’m having coffee with Vera.”
Waylen fell silent for a moment before finally laughing bitterly. “lt seems that you don’t have the time to accompany me, your husband. Mrs. Fowler, I’m beginning to feel a little depressed…”
Vera hurriedly mouthed at her, “I’m good.”
But Rena felt that she and Vera hadn’t seen each other in so long, and she couldn’t just leave her friend alone.
Nevertheless, around an hour later, Rena returned to the villa.
The light in the hall was bright, and a delicate spread of delicious-looking food was laid out on the table. It looked like Waylen’s cooking.
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