Rena was so exhausted that she barely stirred...

The following morning, Rena got up very early.

She went downstairs and found the sofa in a mess. Blushing furiously, she quickly gathered hers and Waylen's strewn clothes.

Despite being one of the bosses of this household, she still had a sense of shame and didn't want the servants to talk about her sex life.

Soon, Waylen went downstairs in a suit and tie. Glancing at the clean and tidied up sofa, he smiled and said, "The servants wouldn't have said anything even if they saw it, you know.

You're already over 30, Rena. Why are you still as shy as a school girl?"

Rena rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue at him, but she still proceeded to prepare breakfast for him.

She cooked the food lovingly, looking gentle and mild...

Waylen couldn't help but hug her from behind and kiss her earlobe gently.

"You have a package on the coffee table," he whispered, his breath tickling her ear.

After saying that, he calmly sat down to drink his coffee.

Rena glanced at the package.

It was sent from Heron. There was a photo attached, and the person in the photo was none other than Mavis.

In the photo, she was heavily pregnant and standing beside a bookshelf in a small library.

The background showed a primary school in some remote village.

Rena flipped to the back of the photo and saw that Mavis had written her a letter.

“Mrs. Fowler, thank you so much for finding me this job. I'm really enjoying it here. Maybe | belong in a place like this. Now, | feel at ease, unlike before. And besides, | found my Mr. Right. He's a teacher at this school and an honest man, and he's willing to accept my child and become its father. We've got married already. ©

Mrs. Fowler, | can't thank you enough for giving me a second chance.

Maybe you don't know, but when Mr. Fowler offered his assistance, | had certain expectations in my heart. | thought, perhaps, | could use this child to gain Mr. Fowler's sympathy or even damage your relationship. However, when Mr. Fowler's assistant informed me that you agreed to help and provide the best medical treatment... That day, | cried like a child. | felt like such a pathetic fool. Again, thank you for everything, and also, I'm sorry for everything. ©

Goodbye. Take care. Wishing you and Mr. Fowler happiness."

Rena read it several times.

Her heart sank. Despite having passionate sex with Waylen last night, she didn't feel any better. ©