Waylen returned to his bedroom with Edwin in his arms.

A cozy glow filled the room, Rena woke up. She even prepared a warm bottle of milk, especially for Edwin.

Edwin remained lying down, happily sipping his milk.

In a bit, Edwin sneakily reached out and felt Rena‘s stomach.

Rena tilted slightly and softly told Edwin, “The baby's name will be

Elva, a name your uncle chose for her.”

Edwin was fond of this name.

In his mind, it was a much better name than Laura.

Edwin quickly drifted off to sleep after finishing the warm milk. As he settled into a steady breathing, Rena whispered, "They've been arguing. As Cecilia's brother, do you feel comfortable letting them share a room? Don't you worry that my uncle might not treat Cecilia well?"

Upon hearing this, Waylen let out a soft chuckle.

He caressed her hand, playfully tracing his fingers, suggesting a hint of flirtation.

"They've got a son. They have been intimate."

Rena blushed.

She maintained a serious demeanor with Waylen, but he had a knack for shifting the conversation elsewhere. Fortunately, the dim lighting concealed her blushing face from his sight.

Waylen desired an intimate connection with Rena.

However, a young boy stood in their way, and he couldn't take any action. It was best to have a conversation about it.

He gently grazed her stomach and murmured, “Rena, it's been quite a while since we've been intimate."

Rena remained silent.

She couldn't grasp why he found a pregnant woman so captivating.

After all, she was six months along, and despite once being in great shape, her body had naturally changed.