His actions that night and his current inquiry hinted that he desired to reconcile and reunite their family. She responded indifferently, "What's the point of asking that?"

Waylen leaned his face on her shoulder, whispering, "Rena, can you tell me?"

Rena smiled faintly.

"You are not him."

Gently pushing him away, she said firmly, "Waylen, we're already divorced. Other than the children, there's no need for further contact or any romantic flings.

You'll leave tomorrow morning.”

Waylen felt a tinge of disappointment.

Under the dim light, he looked at her and said softly, "Marcus is also my son.”

He genuinely wanted to be a good father, which was why he chose to stay at the hospital for the next few days.

‘As Marcus’ condition improved, he was due to be discharged in two days.

Rena was reading some documents in the ward when she noticed Waylen holding Marcus and expertly feeding him milk. Waylen had become quite adept at taking care of the baby after just a few days of practice.

Holding Marcus’ chubby little body in his arms, Waylen looked very gentle.

Seeing them together, Rena felt a familiar pang of sadness.

She couldn't help but recall how Waylen treated Alexis with the same gentle care before losing his memory. Lost in her thoughts, her eyes glistened with tears.

Waylen suddenly raised his head and caught sight of her emotional state.

Rena tried to mask her feelings by saying casually, "I'm going to buy a cup of coffee."

Wrapping her shawl around her shoulders, Rena left the ward, needing some time alone.

Waylen did not stop her either, since he clearly knew that she suddenly missed the version of him who hadn't lost his memory.

After walking out of the in-patient department, Rena heaved a sigh of relief.

She went to the Starbucks located on the first floor, ordered a cup of coffee and sat down, drinking slowly.

Unbeknownst to her, she would encounter some acquaintances.

It was Mavis and Joseph.