At times, he would dream that he had been separated from Rena.

However, when he woke up, he'd find her safe and sound, sheltered under his watchful care.

Rena was taken aback.

She had been his wife for a long time, so naturally, she knew exactly what he was thinking even though he didn't say anything.

After a prolonged silence, Rena whispered, “Are you planning to tell Cecilia?"

Waylen stayed silent, his gaze fixed on her with profound intensity.

“I don't think it's wise," Rena said softly.

"Cecilia is five months pregnant now. Moreover, her relationship with Uncle Mark has evolved...

Waylen, if he doesn't recover, how will Cecilia cope with the future?"

Her question tormented Waylen, stirring a mixture of tenderness and sorrow within him.

He understood that Rena faced greater difficulty in this situation than he did.

So he enveloped her in his arms and murmured in her ear, "Rena, I understand you're doing this for Cecilia's sake, but... If he really couldn't make it, it could be Cecilia's lifelong regret. Yes, the challenges in the future might be daunting for them, but Rena, could you offer them the chance to stand by each other? Perhaps this will be the last time that Cecilia can be with Mark.”

His words hinted at Mark's deteriorating condition.

For a moment, Rena was left stunned by his underlying message.

A chilling sensation enveloped her, sending shivers down her spine.

She stayed silent but wept quietly in Waylen's arms.

Waylen's voice emerged hoarse, laden with emotion.

“He said every bullet has its billet, but I don't believe he'll just give up Like that. He's not a weak man."

Rena listened quietly.

She could still vividly recall the first call she received from Mark in Heron.