After all, Alexis was her own flesh and blood.

Balancing her love for Alexis with her feelings towards Waylen was a challenge.

So he decided to give her some time to think it over.

Leaving Rena in the car, Mark also stepped out. He walked towards a street lamp and lit a cigarette.

As he smoked, he opened his palm.

There was a vivid scar there, still clinging fiercely, its pink hue indicating that it had been wounded less than two years ago.

Mark raised his defined jawline and narrowed his eyes. Such a damp night brought back memories of the woman who had vanished from his life for almost two years..

Rena cried for a long while inside the car.

It was late at night.

Mark had not returned yet. Sitting alone in the car, Rena finally remembered that she had a phone with her and dialed Waylen’s number.

The call connected but he remained silent.

After a prolonged silence, Rena asked in a husky voice, "Waylen... What did you bury in the cemetery back then?"

A brief gasp emanated from the other end of the line, indicating that Waylen realized she had discovered the truth,

He remained silent for about thirty seconds before responding with a hoarse voice, "Wedding rings. Rena, they were our wedding rings!”

He longed to say something more but Rena hung up the phone.

She leaned against the backseat quietly, feeling as if she was being revived.

Her precious little Alexis was still alive!

Rena yearned to hold her in her arms and shower her with love

Unable to contain her affection, she called Alexis.

Little Alexis was still upset with Rena, so she impatiently answered the phone without saying anything.

Rena's voice trembled as she whispered softly, "Lexi, Miss Gordon will come to pick you up tomorrow, alright?"

Alexis murmured, "The parents’ meeting is finished!