Sitting on her father's lap, she furrowed her brow and said, “Mommy cried today!"

Waylen's brow furrowed as well.

Alexis continued explaining, “Mom met Aunt Cecilia and a cute little boy."

Cecilia?

A little boy?

Waylen felt his anger rise, but he gently touched Alexis' head and smiled.

"From now on, whenever your mommy cries, tell me, okay?"

Rena soon returned with a bowl of noodles.

Today, she was exceptionally considerate, even setting a fork and a spoon for him.

Waylen's gaze grew deeper. He refrained from questioning Rena in front of Alexis and quietly finished the bowl of noodles.

After Alexis fell asleep, Waylen entered her room and sat on the edge of her bed. Taking hold of Rena's hand, he asked softly, “Alexis said you cried today. You're an adult and a mother. Why did you still cry like a child? Is it because I've neglected you?"

Rena sat up and replied, "Don't tease me. You can just ask anything you want.”

“Didn't you let me know through Alexis? I should at least show my concern towards you first!"

Waylen turned to glance at Alexis, who was sound asleep.

Rena carefully lifted the quilt and whispered, “Let's go outside and talk."

Waylen halted her.

His voice turned hoarse as he said, "Let's talk here. Alexis won't wake up."

After a moment's hesitation, Rena revealed, "I saw Cecilia today."

Waylen feigned ignorance, a hint of anger flashing across his face.

"That's a good thing. Where is she?"

Rena scrutinized his expression.

She realized she couldn't bring herself to tell him about Cecilia's child.