Her heart softened, both amused and sympathetic towards Cecilia.
After offering a few comforting words, she suggested gently, âAre you still in the car? Come over to my place then.
â
Ceciliaâs voice choked as she replied with a tearful yes.
Rena ended the call and dialed Markâs number.
In a delicate position, she approached the conversation with tact, saying, âUncle Mark,
Cecilia called me.
Iâve invited her to stay over tonight.
â
Markâs voice sounded hoarse as he responded, âShe didnât eat much for dinner.
Make sure she has something to eat.
â
Rena agreed.
Hanging up, she proceeded to the kitchen to prepare something for Cecilia.
Waylen followed her into the kitchen.
He busied himself warming up milk for their daughter, and inquired casually, âDid they have a disagreement?â
Rena confirmed and gently lifted the pot cover.
âAs she cook, the fragrance of sesame oil wafted through the air, triggering a wave of nostalgiaâ¦
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The sensation was all too familiar to her.
Rena clasped her chest, overcome with a wave of nausea.
Having just finished preparing the milk, Waylen perked up as he heard the voice.
He hurried over, anxiety evident in his tone.
âIs something wrong?â
Aslight paleness washed over Renaâs face.
In truth, she knew exactly what was happening.
With a gentle shake of her head, she reassured him, âItâs nothing, just a touch of nausea.
â
Waylen assisted her to sit down.
He crouched in front of her, gently patting her back, and softly said, âYou shouldnât be doing household chores anymore.
Let the servants handle it, or allow me to take care of you.
â
Their eyes met at that moment.
Looking at his handsome face, Renaâs heart fluttered; she knew she had a wonderful husband.
Tenderly, she reached out to caress his face, whispering softly, âDonât you want another child? Waylen⦠Alexis might have a little brother or sister next year.
â