"I saw it last night. Daddy kissed mommy... Mommy said no but daddy insisted that mommy liked it."

Waylen was rendered speechless.

Rena yeamed for the floor to open up suddenly and swallow her up.

The servants, who were engaged in house chores, scurried away discreetly upon hearing that.

Waylen cleared his throat and addressed his daughter, "Alexis!"

Alexis obediently took her seat.

Usually disciplined by Waylen, Alexis exhibited excellent manners. She didn't act spoiled or demand to be fed by Rena. However, her eyes held a hint of pleading.

Rena's heart ached in response.

Unable to contain herself, Rena addressed Waylen, her voice tinged with exasperation, "She's barely four years old. There's no need for her to be so self-reliant.”

Speaking with solemnity, Waylen responded, "She can already eat on her own. She can wash her own socks and even bathe herself. We don't need to revert her back to a state of dependency just because you're here now.”

Alexis poked at her food with a spoon, her dissatisfaction evident.

Rena chose not to press the matter further,

Instead, she gently caressed Alexis’ head, silently providing comfort.

Restless, Alexis yearned for Rena to employ her charms.

For instance, in a situation like last night, regardless of what Rena desired, Waylen would comply. He would do anything for Rena if she allowed him to shower her with kisses.

Unaware of Alexis’ thoughts, Rena continued with her breakfast.

After breakfast, Rena approached the servant, requesting a laundry bag. At that moment, Waylen calmly interjected, "I've already washed and dried your clothes. Leave them here for your next change."

Rena was taken aback, a blush tinting her cheeks.

Her clothes had been stained with blood. Waylen.

He had taken it upon himself to wash them?

Alexis, engrossed in her quest for nourishment, suddenly leaped up.

She perceived a double standard in her father's actions.