Waylen and Cecilia were siblings, and there were certain words that only he could say to comfort her. When Cecilia was about to leave, Rena suggested, “Waylen, walk Cecilia out. I'm not hungry right now.

You two can have a meal at her place before returning."

Waylen placed the sleeping baby in the crib.

He couldn't help kissing the baby again.

"Alright, I'll follow Mrs. Fowler's orders."

Rena looked at Waylen.

He added gently, "Honey, have a good rest."

Unable to stand him any longer, Cecilia said, "Waylen, that's enough."

Waylen took the car keys and picked up Edwin.

“I'll take you two out for a meal."

As they got into the car, he turned to his sister and softly asked, "Have you visited Rena's uncle?"

Cecilia nodded.

Waylen extended his hand to gently touch her head.

"You should take a page from your sister-in-law's book and toughen up. Mark is not as important as the baby you're carrying. Edwin is also eagerly waiting to be a big brother. Look at how much he wants a sister."

Cecilia felt the urge to cry.

Only in front of her brother could she fully let her guard down and stop pretending to be strong.

She rested her head on Waylen's shoulder and confided, “Waylen, these past few days have been so surreal. I've been having dreams. When I wake up, I can't tell whether I'm in the past or the present. I always feel like I'm still with him."

Cecilia found it hard to let go of Mark.

But she forced herself to do so.

Waylen felt a sense of sadness. If Cecilia knew about Mark's serious illness, she would surely reconsider.