As evening unfolded, Rena found herself ravenous.

A gentle nudge from hunger disrupted her slumber, and she nestled against Waylen, casting a pitiable glance his way.

Waylen stirred, his eyes meeting Rena’s beseeching gaze.

A hoarse voice met her plea.

“What hour is it, my hungry sweetheart?”

Normally, Rena didn’t want him to get up, but she didn’t vomit or feel uncomfortable when she was pregnant this time.

The warmth of the quilt made her hesitate for a while, but she finally whispered, “I’m craving beef bone soup.

Waylen, a warm smile gracing his features, patted her hip affectionately.

“Why choose something so complex?”

Despite his protest, he arose, slipping into his clothing as he offered, “Anything for you, my dear.

Be it sweet or savory.

his

while, she thought he was

the beef bone soup while

contribute, set about tending to Alexis’s and Leonel’s

she mused, a happiness well

thoughts of future investments flitted

center and restaurant were

contemplated occasional forays into film making, content in

who Lived a

at

wore on, hunger

coldness clung to Waylen as he returned, a bowl

beef bone

Savor it.

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bowl on the small tea table, Waylen watched her with a tender intensity, an unspoken declaration

food, but the one made by him was to

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