Vera’s yful grumbling earned a gentle smile from Rena, a Look of quiet contentment in her eyes.


    Even amidst life’s losses for so many years, Rena found sce in the presence of those she held dear.


    These people included her mother, children and Vera.


    There were always regrets in life, but at this time, Rena was very satisfied.


    With a tender touch, Rena affectionately brushed Vera’s hair, her voice a soothing whisper. “I’ll make sure you have the best seat”


    Upon returning to the vi, Rena was greeted by the warmth of home, a haven filled with a familiar coziness. Marcus, the light of her life, awaited her arrival.


    Rena set to work, preparing his favorite meal and indulging in yful moments. Despite his tender age of one, Marcus radiated love for his mother, his eyes speaking volumes of the bond they shared. Knowing that she was pregnant, he never forced her to hold him.


    Twilight draped the surroundings in a serene embrace. As Rena and Marcus reveled in their time together, the chauffeur’s arrival heralded the return of the older children.


    Ross’s yful jests resonated through the air. “Maybe Waylen will be hometer!”Property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Rena’s smile mirrored the affectionate anticipation that hummed in her heart.


    Underneath the soft veil of snowfall, snowkes descended like ethereal dancers from the heavens.


    Rena’s thoughts turned to Waylen. She dialed his number privately, a yearning woven into her voice. “Could you perhaps return a bit earlier tonight?”


    Waylen, immersed in the busy realm of the Exceed Group, yfully teased, “Is my presence dearly missed?”


    With her gaze fixated on the delicate snowkes outside, Rena’s thoughts danced between her family and the gentle wonder of the snow.


    She whispered, her voiceden with significance, “Today marks Leonel’s birthday.”


    Waylen’s response was tinged with surprise, a spark of emotion sparking within him at Rena’s revtion.


    A timely interruption emerged in the form of Jazlyn’s entry. “Mr. Fowler, the conference is about to begin.”


    Waylen’s resolute decision echoed. “It’s snowing outside. Reschedule the conference to tomorrow morning. Encourage everyone to Leave work early.”


    Jazlyn’s bewilderment was palpable, her curiosity piqued by Waylen’s uncharacteristic directive.


    With a tender smile, Waylen unveiled the reason behind his choice.