Rena was roused by her crying baby. She looked at Marcus and said to Waylen, "He must be hungry. Carry him to me, and I'll feed him."

There was depth in Waylen's eyes.

He gently picked up his infant son and put him in Rena's arms. Then, he stood there and watched.

Marcus was Rena's second child, but it was her first time to nurse a baby. She unbuttoned her shirt in a somewhat rusty way and gently moved Marcus so that he could latch onto her nipple.

The baby fed greedily.

Waylen sat down beside Rena.

He gently stroked his son's head and glanced at Rena’s body. He said casually, "You just gave birth. Why is your waist so thin already?"

Her body was still so tempting.

Waylen hadn't had sex with Rena in nearly two months. At this time, he was a little distracted. Rena was focused on nursing Marcus and didn't notice how Waylen was looking at her.

After a few minutes, Marcus stopped feeding.

Waylen’s eyes deepened further at the sight of her moist nipple.

Marcus was very docile. He slept right after feeding.

Rena wanted to close up her shirt, but it hurt her every time the fabric rubbed against her breast. Marcus loved gorging himself on his mother’s milk, and he always left Rena sore after breastfeeding.

She wanted to pump out some of her milk, but Waylen was sitting right next to her. She didn't feel comfortable pumping with him watching.

Early in the morning the next day, Waylen was still sleeping on the sofa.

Rena felt much lighter. She walked to the bathroom with the help of the walls and began untying her hospital gown.

It was the first time that she had done such a thing. She was a little nervous and flustered.

The bathroom door was slightly ajar.

Next thing Rena knew, Waylen was hugging her from behind and kissing her behind one ear.

He whispered, "Let me help you."

Rena was startled.

She looked at him through the bathroom mirror.