Waylen said in a gentle tone, "There's still half an hour left before dinner. Go upstairs and take a shower. I'll go see Marcus."

Holding Waylen's hand, Alexis excitedly said, "Ill come with Daddy to see my baby brother.”

Waylen bent down, picked up Alexis, and gave her a peck on the cheek.

Alexis wrapped her arms around her father's neck, looking very happy.

Rena looked at them with doting eyes.

Juliette took the towel from Rena and commented, "He's finally able to settle down. Don't worry; he has a deep relationship with you and the children even though he couldn't remember anymore."

Rena nodded.

To her, whether or not Waylen regained his memories was no longer the most important thing.

The most important thing was their future.

Rena went upstairs to take a shower. On the first floor of the Fowlers’ house, the servants were all busy preparing to serve rich dishes. The living room was very lively. Indeed the spirit of Christmas was in the air.

After checking on Marcus, Waylen went downstairs with Alexis.

It was already half past seven in the evening.

Fireworks had begun painting the night sky over the suburbs of Duefron.

Wearing a beautiful dress, Alexis ran around Waylen. Watching his little girl, Waylen couldn't help feeling like his heart was melting. Beaming, he picked up his daughter once again.

He found himself staring at Alexis' face.

He saw Rena whenever he looked at Alexis.

Realizing that her father was looking at her intently, Alexis couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. She twiddled her fingers and said, "You are very handsome, Daddy, but | think Leonel is more handsome.”

Waylen chuckled and playfully spanked his little girl.

Alexis threw herself over his shoulder and acted like a spoiled child.

When Mark came in with Korbyn, he saw this scene.

Mark thought he had never been close to Edwin the way Alexis was close to Waylen. The boy was very shy.

Coincidentally, Cecilia took Edwin downstairs.