Waylen's touch grazed her belly, where their third child resided.

Rena's health was good, her skin still taut and flawless despite having borne two children. Her pregnancy was scarcely evident at almost four months, her belly subtly rounded.

While some young men might not fancy pregnant women, a mature individual like Waylen found then even more alluring.

Particularly when she had exerted herself to the point of near tears.

Her long eyelashes were adorned with tears, and the corners of her eyes had turned pink. She looked incredibly endearing.

Waylen handled Rena with care, regularly inquiring about her well-being. Her lips parted slightly, but no words emerged... His lips moved to her ear.

“Do you like it that much?"

Blushing, Rena couldn't help turning her face away.

Considering her condition, he had been gentle, making love to her just once.

Once their passionate encounter had ended, he held her tenderly, whispering sweet words in her ear.

The ambiance was just right.

Waylen's phone rang, displaying an unfamiliar number.

He answered and exited the bedroom to converse in the living room. After approximately two minutes, Waylen returned and started dressing. need to step out."

As he spoke, he swiftly pulled up his zipper. Rena voiced her discontent.

"It's snowing outside. Why are you heading out?"

Waylen leaned over and kissed her lips, whispering, “It's business. And don't worry, it has nothing to do with other women, Miss Gordon."

Rena reclined against the headboard, emanating a gentle aura.

Looping her arms around his neck, she gazed up at him. After a moment, she said, "Waylen, I won't doubt you."

A simple sentence, yet it carried weight.

Waylen, despite everything they had been through, felt a touch of sadness. Hearing her speak these words without reservation was meaningful. He kissed her affectionately and promised, “I'll definitely be back before ten o'clock. I have to lull you to sleep.”

Rena reciprocated his kiss.

With reluctance, Waylen turned away with a smile.