Waylen chuckled.


    “What’s going on? You two look like guards.”


    Marcus, sweetly, exined, “Elva is having her milk. Alexis won’t let us in.”


    Amused by Marcus’ words, Waylen gently patted his head and said to Leonel, “Take him downstairs for some snacks. From now on, you don’t have to be at Alexis’ beck and call all the time.”


    With a blush, Leonel led Marcus away.


    Waylen then turned and knocked on the door.


    “Mrs. Fowler, may Ie in?”


    After a moment, Alexis opened the door.


    She stood at the doorway, her tender face raised, her brown curly hair giving her an air of arrogance.


    “On behalf of Mrs. Fowler, I grant you entry.”


    Waylen smiled.


    “It’s an honor, Miss Alexis Fowler.”


    He then picked up Alexis and closed the door behind him.


    Rena was feeding Elva, and upon hearing their conversation, Rena found it both amusing and annoying. Waylen sat beside Rena with Alexis in his arms, resting his face on Rena’s slender shoulder, and asked gently, “Did you instruct Alexis to have Marcus and Leonel guard the door?”


    “No,” Rena replied in a slightly trembling voice, casting a sidelong nce at Waylen.


    Waylen had on only a white shirt and ck suit pants, looking quite handsome.


    He leaned against Rena, his face close to hers.


    His face was in such close proximity to hers.


    Rena’s cheeks turned rosy. Waylen purposefully said, “Yourplexion looks flushed. What’s on your mind?”


    Rena cast a reproachful nce in his direction.


    The audacity of him to flirt with Rena while Alexis was still present! These days, children seemed to be well-informed about everything.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content.


    Waylen didn’t seem to notice the awkward atmosphere.


    He Lightly touched the baby’s head and asked in a hushed tone, “Are your breasts sore?”


    “No! Please leave,” Rena whispered.