At that moment, he was truly a wonderful husband.
Perhaps it was the intensity of her gaze that prompted Waylen to look up.
When their eyes met, Rena turned away shyly.
He chuckled at her action.
âMrs.
Fowler, you have your moments of shyness, I see.
â
Just moments ago, Rena adored him, but now she found him really annoying.
Waylen finished changing Elvaâs diaper and instead of engaging in another round of intimacy with Rena, he scooped up the baby, cradled her in his arms, and began to soothe and talk to her.
Elva giggled and kicked her little legs in delight.
Waylen planted a gentle ki*s on Elvaâs forehead.
He whispered, âYou have that sweet milky scent.
Itâs delightful.
â
Rena couldnât resist joining in to caress the baby.
The atmosphere was so romantic that it was the perfect time for private conversations between a couple.
Amidst his playful interaction with the baby, Waylen said, âI met Markâs attending doctor this morning.
The situation is a bit complicated.
â
Renaâs heart ached as she asked, âIs there a chance for him to recover?â
âItâs uncertain,â Waylen replied.
âItâs a fifty-fifty chance.
â
After uttering those words, he glanced at his wifeâs tear-filled eyes and gently patted her.
âPlease donât cry.
â Iâll figure something out.
Rena nodded.
She leaned on his shoulder in silence.
After a while, Waylen suddenly said, âIf it ever comes to the point where things canât be reversed, Iâll tell Cecilia everything.
â
Waylen had a deep understanding of his sister.
Cecilia might act tough, but she had a softer side.
While she had wanted to break up with Mark, if it became a matter of life and death, Waylen believed she would want to know and have closure.
Waylen didnât want Cecilia to have any regrets in her life.