Vera respected Rena’'s choice and didn't say anything more.

Waylen was rejected again.

He felt upset, sitting in the car, head bowed as he lit a cigarette.

As he was about to start the car, Mavis appeared beside it.

In a hushed voice, she said, "Mr. Fowler, I'm pregnant."

Waylen’s face remained expressionless. He exhaled a long smoke ring and responded in a cold tone, "| haven't even touched your hand.”

"It's Mr. Curtis’ child," Mavis hurriedly explained.

Waylen's mind connected the dots between Rena's cooperation with Joseph. Rena was truly...

Waylen gazed at Mavis’ face, and a realization struck him. Rena really despised Mavis.

Mavis’ heart raced with anxiety.

She bit her trembling lips and said in a hushed tone, “If it weren't for Mrs. Fowler's scheme, | wouldn't have become pregnant with someone else's child, Mr. Fowler... If, if | decide to have an abortion, then... | mean, | know you divorced her..." ©

Waylen's patience was wearing thin.

As he observed Mavis, a memory of Elvira crossed his mind.

He had once hoped that Mavis could lead a happy life for that very reason.

But now, with his heart entirely devoted to Rena, thoughts of Elvira were few and far between. Instead, every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was Rena's radiant face.

He dreamt of Rena on several occasions.

In his dreams, she always leaned against his chest and called his name softly.

Extinguishing his cigarette, Waylen said calmly, “Don't show up in front of me again."

The car window glided shut with a slow, deliberate motion.

Mavis tried to halt him, but he firmly clamped her hand, leaving a painful bruise.

Waylen rolled down the window and stepped on the gas to drive away.

Mavis stood rooted to the spot.