Resting against him, Alexis suggested, "You could get a reversal."

She envisioned having just one child, and using contraception thereafter.

Leonel, silent, continued to caress her belly.

"What would you like to eat? I'll cook for you.”

“Fish soup sounds good."

He kissed her. "Alright. Fish soup it is."

As Leonel prepared the fish soup, he took a moment to call Waylen, sharing the news of Alexis’ pregnancy.

After a pause, Waylen inquired, "So, when's the wedding?"

Stirring the soup, Leonel smiled, "We'll stick to the planned date.

Alexis has been losing her appetite lately. The timing should work out."

Waylen felt a sense of satisfaction.

He paced his home, rubbing his hands together in excitement.

Rena entered, noticing his buoyant mood. "Hmm... What's got you so cheerful?" she asked, a hint of curiosity in her voice.

Waylen beckoned her closer.

Leaning against him, Rena listened as he shared softly, "Alexis is expecting!"

Proudly, he added, “Leonel's handling it so well."

Rena, both happy and amused, playfully scolded him, "Don't say such things in front of the kids. Act your age!"

Waylen, undeterred, drew Rena into an embrace, planting a kiss on her.

Breaking the kiss, he teased, "What about my age? You don't seem to mind every time we are intimate."

Rena, choosing not to argue, simply stood in his embrace.