She stood by the French window in the living room, wearing a faint smile on her face as she listened to Kyle.

“Don't worry, Mr. Waston. I will." Rena reassured him.

Kyle continued to speak at length...

When Rena hung up the phone, ten minutes had passed. Rena rubbed her neck, feeling tired after the social engagement.

She thought that this pregnancy had been easier so far, but her physical strength wasn't as robust as before.