After a lingering embrace, Rena’s voice, velvety soft, articulated her rationale.

“I want our baby’s father to be just as informed.

I won’t take on this journey alone.

Waylen’s mind rewound to the past.

Rena’s Labor with Alexis was shadowed by his trial in Braseovell, the same morning their villa was engulfed in flames.

The birth of Marcus was tainted by Mavis’s interference, depriving Rena of proper care.

Regret rippled through Waylen, a pang of sympathy for Rena’s past experiences.

Seated beside her, Waylen pressed his forehead against Rena’s, a gesture of intimacy.

He murmured, “I vow to cherish the mother of our baby.

Rest easy, Miss Gordon.

gaze ascended, her lashes quivering ever

Miss Gordon?

Had his memories returned?

taciturn, enfolding

he withdrew a delicate object and tenderly placed it

“This is for you.

Keep it.

gaze now resting

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