To his surprise, Rena was sitting quietly on the sofa, as if she had been waiting for him all this time.

On the small coffee table, a divorce agreement lay before her.

Waylen was taken aback, his heart tightening at the sight.

Rena wanted to divorce him directly? It felt like a sharp knife had been plunged into his chest.

In the early morning, the sun cast its feeble light upon the world.

Rena's countenance appeared particularly pallid, but her demeanor remained remarkably composed.

“Sign it,” she urged.

Waylen gazed at her in silence.

After a prolonged moment, he tenderly shut the door, approached her slowly, and took hold of the document. In a hushed tone, he said, "Rena... What occurred yesterday was an accident. | promise she won't come before Alexis again." ©

Rena sneered, unimpressed by his assurances.

She no longer wished to hear his promises.

All she desired now was to safeguard her children... In her own way!

Yet, in a calm voice, she insisted, "Sign it. Once Alexis gets better, I'll leave with our two kids."

Rena felt a profound sadness.

When she first came here, there was a glimmer of hope.

She believed that Waylen could find the warmth of family in a large household, but perhaps she was mistaken from the start. When he chose to leave his family to save Mavis, she should have given up entirely.

Waylen stared at her, noticing the glistening in her eyes.

He tossed the document back onto the table.

Heading to the cloakroom to change, he was too frustrated and couldn't find a suitable outfit.

Finally, he stood within and spoke to Rena outside.

"Do you think | have no feelings for you? But Rena... If | truly didn't care for you, why would | move back in with you?”

He was still unwilling to divorce her.