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 earnestness tugging at

she thought he was

went downstairs to make the beef bone soup while

Rena, eager to contribute, set about

family was a blessing, she mused, a happiness well

thoughts of future

center and restaurant were

occasional forays into film making,

who Lived a happy life

recalled the past at night and

wore

returned, a bowl of beef

beef

Savor it.

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small tea table, Waylen watched her with a tender intensity, an unspoken declaration of his

wife was very picky about food, but the one made by him was to

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