“Mom, at least have a few bites," Mark urged gently.

“If you want to visit his grave, I'll go with you," he offered.

Zoey shook her head and gazed out of the window at the brilliant moon.

In a hushed voice, she murmured, “He predicted this ending, yet he chose to go through with it. It must have brought him some peace. Mark, I won't be visiting his grave.

Mark nodded.

“Very well." Being a dutiful son, Mark spent the night on the sofa in Zoey's bedroom. In the early hours of the morning, Waylen prepared to depart.

Mark asked him to take along some gifts he'd purchased for Cecilia and Edwin.

It was nearly noon by the time Waylen returned home.

Upon his arrival, he found an unexpected guest in the house. It was none other than Tyrone's sister, Danna, who happened to be Zack's wife. Tyrone had been Waylen's most formidable rival in matters of the heart.

Waylen couldn't help but steal a few extra glances at Danna. She had an unassuming air about her and seemed somewhat apprehensive in his presence.

Before long, Danna hastily took her leave.

Observing her white sports car drive away, Waylen unbuttoned his coat and pretended to be perplexed.

“She appeared rather frightened of me."

Rena shot Waylen an amused look.

He had been gazing at Danna in such a way. It was no wonder she felt a little uneasy.

Waylen showed no rush to get to the office.

Instead, he settled Rena onto his lap and inquired softly.

“Did Danna come by to speak with you?"

Rena nodded in confirmation.

"She gave tickets to a car race to us. Zack is set to participate in an Fl car race next weekend."

Waylen grinned.

“He's nearly 3@ and still into racing. I reckon Danna's been spoiling him.