Waylen felt a sense of urgency; he had to go to her!

Moreover, Rena appeared to be seriously ill.

Caressing Alexis’ head, he spoke softly.

"Dad is going to find mom. Alexis, be a good girl and stay with grandpa."

Alexis picked up her toy medical set and generously offered, "Take this and use it to treat mommy.”

Her cuteness melted Waylen's heart and he held her in his arms, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"Dad will not only cure mom's illness but also bring her back."

Alexis wrapped her arms around his neck and giggled.

Waylen then took her to Korbyn's bedroom, requesting them to take care of Alexis. He then contacted Jazlyn to arrange a private plane for him. As he tended to his granddaughter, Korbyn playfully teased his son, "Mr. Fowler, it's quite a scene of you to chase after your wife now!” ©

In a hushed voice, Waylen responded, "Rena has a fever."

Korbyn stopped his teasing, empathizing with Rena's condition, and said, "Then go! Your mother and | will take care of Alexis and Marcus!"

*

It was three o'clock in the morning.

After taking the medicine, Rena felt weak and drained, drifting off into a dazed sleep.

There came a knock at the door. Lacking the strength to open it, she ignored it, but the persistent knocking continued. Finally, she mustered the energy to shuffle to the door on her unsteady legs.

Assuming it was Hector, she spoke weakly as she opened the door.

"Hector, I'm fine!"

Upon hearing her address someone else, Waylen narrowed his eyes and quickly assessed her appearance.

She wore a loosely hung white bathrobe, and if he observed carefully, he could see parts of her body.

Was she really okay with meeting Hector like that in the middle of the night?

Waylen was filled with anger, but at the same time, the sight of the fragile woman before him softened his emotions.

He cradled her in his arms, carrying her towards the soft bed with determination.