Leaning against the terrace, Rena gazed at the crescent moon suspended in the night sky.
While both Roscoe and Vera were young and had the potential to have children in the future, none of these hypothetical offspring could compare to the precious life growing withing Vera at this very moment.
Moreover, if they were to lose this baby, would they still have a chance at happiness together?
Renaâs heart, though no one considered sacred, ached at the thought of Veraâs tear-stained face.
Late into the night, Rena called Waylen, but his phone was switched off.
It wasnât until one oâclock in the morning that he returned her call, his voice hoarse.
âWhatâs the matter, Rena? Iâm currently on a business trip in Czanch, Iâll be back tomorrow morning.
â
Waylenâs words carried a sense of careful reporting, as if the heated argument the other day had never occurred.
After a prolonged silence, Rena said softly, âI wanted to discuss with you once again about Veraâs case.
â
Waylen chuckled.
âAre you agreeing?â
âNo!â Rena attempted to maintain a calm tone.
âBut I believe thereâs room for negotiation.
â
Waylen smiled gently.
Having just concluded an official dinner party, he stood in the hotel lobby, radiating a positive aura.
âThen letâs have dinner tomorrow night.
â
âIn your office,â Rena proposed.
âRena, do you believe itâs appropriate to discuss our future in the office?â
Waylenâs response irked her slightly.
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Gritting her teeth, Rena retorted, âWaylen, I want to talk about Vera.
â
Waylen remained silent, holding the phone quietly, waiting for her to make a compromise.
Rena knew she couldnât surpass him in terms of patience.
After a considerable pause, she uttered in a low voice, âWaylen, even if it involves⦠us, I still want to discuss it in your office.
Otherwise, we wonât discuss it at all.
â
Waylen eventually made a concession.
âOkay.
I have half an hour window at ten tomorrow morning.
â With that, he hung up the phone.
Rena sat there, holding the phone, lost in thought for a moment.
The following day, she arrived punctually at the law office.
Everyone recognized her, for she had nearly become Mrs.
Fowler.
Jazlyn was absent, and Waylenâs second secretary guided Rena into the office.
âMiss Gordon, please follow me, Mr.
fowler is waiting for your arrival.
â