While she was making supper, a servant came over and said, “Mrs. Fowler, Mr. Fowler just called and asked me to tell you that he's not coming back for dinner."

Rena was kneading the dough when the servant reported this.

She paused and asked, “When will he be back?"

The servant shook her head and said, "I don't know. He didn't tell me about that."

Rena nodded and continued to knead the dough absentmindedly. Since Alexis was craving for cake, Rena promised to bake a beautiful Little cake for her.

After pondering for a while, Rena came up with a compromise. After the kids grew up, she would reconsider her marriage with Waylen.

She took care of Alexis and Marcus by herself that night. After dinner, she gave Alexis piano lessons, as usual. Marcus was already able to walk. He stood up, held the piano for support, and shook his head along to the music.

After playing the piano for a while, Alexis went to play with her little brother.

It was ten o'clock, and the children had long gone to sleep, but Waylen still hadn't come back.

After taking a shower, Rena Lay on the bed quietly, her mind blank.

When they had gotten remarried, Waylen seldom committed to social gatherings late at night. Did he do this because of their quarrel?

At this moment, Waylen was in the club.

It was just a normal business dinner, so he intended to leave at nine o'clock initially.

But those men, who sat near him, were bombarded by incessant phone calls.

“I'LL be back soon!"

"You're overthinking it again. It is just a business dinner. There are no girls here."

“Okay, okay, I'LL come back home right now!"

The men responded casually to their wives and put down their phones.

One of them said, "Sorry about that. My wife Likes monitoring me.

"

He complained while he put his arm around the female escort's shoulders.

Someone wanted to take this opportunity to flatter Waylen, so he said, "Mr. Flower's different! His wife doesn't call him even when it's so late. She must trust him a lot!"