âOf course,â Rena chimed in.
She placed the soup on the table and filled a bowl.
She brought it to Mark and asked, âDid Cecilia cry?â
Mark asked âWas it your idea to tell Cecilia about this? Or was it Waylenâs?â
Rena hugged Mark gently and replied, âItâs our idea.
â
Mark struggled to contain his emotions.
He took a few sips from the bowl of soup, but his appetite had vanished.
He said, âI donât want her to worry about me.
I know her temperament the best.
Rena replied gently, âThen you should be strong for her.
â
Mark remained in a daze, taking some time to grasp the meaning behind Waylenâs actions.
Waylen had been concerned that Mark might lose hope and gave up on himself, so he decided to confide in Cecilia about Markâs condition.
Mark found himself on the verge of tears.
He ate the chicken soup methodically, even if he had little appetite, just to make an effort.
Rena informed him that Zoey had prepared the soup herself.
Mark, lowering his gaze, admitted, âI failed my mom.
â
Rena left the hospital with a heavy mood.
Waylen worked late into the night.
When Waylen returned, Rena knew that he had taken on most of the responsibilities for Markâs company.
She was worried about Waylen and personally cooked a bowl of noodles for him.
Waylen was hungry and devoured the noodles.
Rena whispered, âIâll take over my uncleâs company.
â
Waylen raised his eyebrow, puzzled.
Rena gently stroked Waylenâs gaunt face and murmured, âYouâve been taking care of the Fowler Group and the Exceed Group.
Now youâre handling my uncleâs company.
Iâm concerned that youâll work yourself too hard, Waylen.
I worry about you.
â
Waylen held her hand gently.
Rena continued, âLeonel and Alexis go to school during the day.
Marcus is quite well-behaved.
I can spend half a day at the company and return to feed Elva.
â
Waylen played with her hand while eating the noodles and said, âMrs.
Fowler, youâre quite considerate.
â