‘As rage consumed Rena, she could no longer contain herself. ©

How could Mavis dare to come here and harass a child? Rena's anger flared, her thoughts drawing parallels between Mavis and Elvira.

Sensing something amiss, Mavis began to feel scared. When she saw Rena and Waylen approaching, she instinctively adopted a look of innocence and helplessness.

"Mr. and Mrs. Fowler, | didn't mean to do anything wrong. | don't know why Alexis is like this. Should we... Take her to the hospital?”

Rena embraced Alexis gently, protecting her from any further harm.

In a moment of fury, Rena’s hand swung and struck Mavis twice, causing her mouth to bleed and her face to swell. ©

Tears welled up in Mavis' eyes as she cried, "Mrs. Fowler, | didn't mean it.”

‘Suppressing her rage, Rena uttered a chilling threat, "If anything happens to Alexis, I'l hold you responsible.”

Without hesitation, Rena lifted Alexis into her arms, determined to shield her from any more harm.

Waylen moved closer to Alexis, his voice filled with concern as he said, "Rena, let me carry her."

In response, Rena pushed him away forcefully, her emotions too raw to handle his presence.

At that moment, she couldn't bear to look at him.

Her mind kept on replaying how he had indulged Mavis repeatedly, creating an illusion for her.

The fact that he had arranged Mavis's life, escorted her home, and flirted with her made Rena seethe with anger.

How could Mavis dare to harass Alexis like this? It was all because of Waylen’s tolerance towards her. ©

Enough was enough.

Waylen tried to catch up with Rena, but Mavis grabbed his arm.

In a low voice, she pleaded, "Mr. Fowler, | didn't mean it.”

Waylen brushed Mavis off, wanting to put some distance between them. He was not interested in getting entangled with her.

Meanwhile, Rena had already settled in the car.

Waylen opened the car door and got in, glancing at Alexis in Rena's arms. Alexis remained motionless, unresponsive. It was the first time Waylen had seen Alexis being autistic since he lost his memory.

He clenched his teeth in frustration and started the car.