Mark beamed and shook his head. Then, he took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a long drag, blew out a cloud of smoke, and asked, "You're crying because of Rena, aren't you?"

Hearing Mark speak her mind, Cecilia felt a little annoyed.

But sadness was eating at her more at the moment.

After all, someone in the world understood her, but no one understood Rena.

It was the first time in months that Cecilia had spoken nicely to Mark. She even cried in front of him, which was a little weird because she now hated him so much.

“Everyone thinks that Rena is happy, but | know that she isn't. Waylen is back, but he doesn't remember Rena.

But she still loves him."

If it wasn't love, if it wasn't nostalgia...

No woman could stand her husband's cold shoulder.

Mark kept smoking in silence.

He understood Cecilia's worries, but what could they do?

Rena and Waylen had so much history. They used to love each other so much that no one who knew them could bear to tell Rena to give up, including Mark.

He worried about Rena. From the very beginning, nothing happened to Elvira was Rena's fault.

Waylen just did what a husband should do to protect his wife and daughter.

But now Rena had to pay everything back with her whole life. It wasn't fair at all.

Mark raised his head. He had tears in his eyes.

He thought of his sister, Reina, himself, and Rena. It seemed that the children of the Evans family were destined to have difficulties in love.

When Mark entered the ward, Waylen walked his parents out.

Except for Rena, there was only Peter in the room. When he saw his boss come in, Peter said with a smile, “There you are, Mr. Evans."

Rena attempted to sit up.

Mark stopped her.

"Oh, don't get up, please. | don't want you to feel uncomfortable. You must be in pain."