“Have a baby for me, Rena. I long for it with all my heart."

In this tender moment, Waylen's phone rang.

It was Korbyn, speaking in a stern tone.

“Waylen, return to Duefron immediately.

Cecilia has tried to take her own life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother is distraught."

“Why? What happened?" "Harold is having an affair, and that woman came to us."

Waylen felt helpless.

Had taking three sleeping pills even passed as an attempt at suicide?

However, this matter needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that

Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn't explicitly mentioned it.

He lit a cigarette and sighed.

"I have to go back to Duefron."

Rena overheard the conversation.

Given her deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay with her."

Waylen paused, his gaze fixed on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her so much, don't you?"

Rena opted not to respond. She lay down on the bed, closing her eyes.

Fatigue washed over her, causing her to appear particularly vulnerable.

Waylen couldn't help but kiss her and complain in a low voice, "We've done it a little too much and my legs are a little weak."

Rena was so angry that she threw a pillow to him.

Waylen chuckled and put his hand into the quilt to tease her.

"Don't be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don't care about it. Just admit it, where else can you enjoy a handsome man Like me?"

He hadn't talked to her like this for a Long time. At this moment, they seemed to go back to the past.