SWNOVELS Chapter 271
Chapter 271 The First Fetal Movement
Beneath the ethereal twilight canopy, an opulent black limousine glided gracefully into the villa’s foreyard. As the limousine came to a halt, Rena was ushered through the door by the chauffeur. A discreet servant approached Rena and softly whispered, “Mr. Fowler is in the study.” Acknowledging the message with a nod, Rena proceeded leisurely into the villa, making her way upstairs to the second floor. Gently pushing open the study door…
There sat Waylen behind the desk, his striking silhouette cast in heavy shadows by the dim light. The computer before him endlessly played the video of Rena’s speech on the press conference. He had become infatuated with it, watching it repeatedly throughout the afternoon.
Beside him lay his diary, within easy reach.
When Rena entered, he looked up at her. She was still clad in her elegant white suit, exuding both capability and grace.
He extended his hand towards her.
Drawing near, Rena leaned against his chest, without uttering a word.
Waylen tenderly untied her hair and removed her high heels.
Nuzzling into her hair, he asked in a hoarse voice, “Are you tired?”
A lump formed in Rena’s throat.
Gently shaking her head, she finally whispered, “Waylen, maybe you should go to that sanatorium.” Waylen’s body tensed.
Kissing his neck softly, Rena murmured, “It might be better for you there. You need not force yourself to remember me and Alexis all the time. The pain won’t be as unbearable.”
Grief choked her words.
“Whenever you can recall us again, just call me. I’ll visit you along with Alexis.”
Her voice quivered with sorrow, knowing how rare it was for him to remember her.
In pain, Waylen closed his eyes.
Rena sobbed, “Before I change my mind…”
Abruptly standing up, she pushed him gently into the embrace of the chair. Then she proceeded.
to remove his belt…
Warning her in a hushed tone, Waylen whispered, “Rena!”
Ignoring his caution, Rena continued to kiss him passionately.
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In the past, she had hesitated but now she willingly indulged in it. She wanted him to remember the moment’s pleasure; she wanted his body to bear her imprints and she yearned for that enchanting ecstasy to be etched in his mind, even if he were to forget her in the future.
Deeply in love, they surrendered to primal desire.
Waylen’s fingers tightened around the chair’s armrest. Lowering his head, he gazed at Rena with moist eyes and couldn’t resist pulling her closer for a kiss. “That’s enough, Rena… Enough…”
Her voice quivering, she cried, “Waylen, you are mine!”
Soon, Waylen resided in the luxurious sanatorium, accompanied by the diary he had penned.
The doctors had provided him with a tracker bracelet.
But Rena removed it, setting him free from those restraints.
Waylen wouldn’t get lost. The worst-case scenario was that he might forget where their home.
was.
In occasional intervals, he would conjure up her presence, be it once a week, every ten days, or
every fortnight…
During those moments, he would call her, engaging in lovers’ banter, expressing his impatience to
see her.
No matter how occupied Rena was, upon receiving his call, she would take Alexis along with her
and rush to see him without hesitation!
It seemed as if little Alexis now also understood why her father was frequently “on a business trip.”
She never shed a tear. Instead, Whenever he conjured her, she would readily visit him, doing
everything within her power to bring him joy.
With each visit, she would bring along enchanting fairy tale books.
Cradled in her father’s arms, she relished being read to like a cherished child..
But as Waylen read the fourth book, thoughts of them seldom crossed his mind…
He struggled to recall, only recapturing those memories during the first stirrings of life in Rena’s womb. The powerful thumping of the baby’s heart filled him with wonder and reverence. This was the little life they had created together. Now the baby was truly moving.
Waylen became captivated by this feeling.
Nestled in Rena’s embrace, he listened to the movements of their second child.
Eventually, he drifted into slumber, unaware of the world around him…
Overwhelmed by emotions, Rena couldn’t help but weep over his amnesia. She knew that Wayler depended on that diary to manage and delay the symptoms.
They returned home late at night.
Anticipating their next meeting, a relieved smile graced Rena’s lips.
Approaching her, the servant informed, “Mrs. Fowler, there’s a package for you,”
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Curiously, Rena accepted the package and glanced at it nonchalantly. Yet, as she peered inside,
she was taken aback.
The package was sent by Waylen.
Eagerly, she opened it and found three voice recorders, each labeled distinctly.
Hurriedly, Rena ascended the stairs to her room and played the voice recorder with her name on it. Waylen’s deep and husky voice emerged after a brief rustle.
“Rena, by the time you hear this, I might no longer be by your side. Are you crying? Silly girl, don’t shed tears. We are still legally bound and have two beautiful children. Our second child is a boy.
and I’ve already chosen his name. Let’s call him Marcus, Marcus Fowler. Do you like it?”
The recording momentarily paused, possibly due to Waylen’s silent sobs. “Promise me, Rena,
promise me that you will find me and never abandon me. Because I love you. I cannot imagine a
life without you. Even my most extravagant days can’t compare to the time we shared together.”
“Rena, I love you.
“Rena, be brave for me once more, please.”
Seated on the sofa, Rena caressed her belly while intently listening to his heartfelt expressions,
tears streaming down her cheeks.
She sensed that Waylen had truly departed.
In that moment, the phone resting on the sofa rang. It originated from the sanatorium.
Rena picked it up with a gentle touch.
On the other end of the line was a doctor from the sanatorium, his voice tinged with pity as he
informed her, “Mrs. Fowler, Mr. Fowler has discharged himself. He took his ID, bank cards, and
two spare sets of clothes.”
Rena’s hope and strength seemed to wane instantly. With a tremor in her voice, she asked, “Is
there anything else he took with him?”
After pondering for a moment, the man replied, “No. Oh, by the way, there is a diary by Mr.
Fowler’s pillow. Would you like me to send it to you?”
“I need it! I’ll be there right away!”
After hanging up, Rena mechanically wiped her tears but they continued to flow.
She hurried downstairs and instructed the chauffeur to drive her to the sanatorium.
Korbyn, waiting downstairs, appeared somewhat anxious but his concern was primarily for her.
He looked at Rena and whispered, “He got a new lawyer’s license a few days ago! I found out
that he took his passport and bought a ticket to Acoiclya. He should be on the plane now.”
Silently, Rena wept.
Even though she had anticipated this outcome, she couldn’t help but cry.
Waylen had completely forgotten her, his memories regressing to five years ago, before they had
even met.
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Waylen departed, soaring toward the skies he yearned for, resuming his beloved career as a lawyer, leaving herself and Alexis behind.
If they were to meet again, would he treat them as strangers, without any affection or preference?
Closing her eyes, Rena let out a heart-wrenching sound.
Korbyn’s tears also fell.
He patted Rena’s shoulder, consoling her in a hushed voice, “There, there. Don’t cry for too long, or he will sense your sorrow. Don’t be afraid. At least he is alive and healthy now. One day, he will
remember you and come back.”
Rena was still trembling.
Even though she had foreseen this day, the devastation was overwhelming.
Seeking solace, Rena went to see the fortune teller Mindy.
She desired to talk to her.
The place was located on a hillside, and despite her four-month pregnancy, she climbed it
devoutly.
However, Mindy refused to meet her.
A young lad then emerged and spoke on Mindy’s behalf. “My master said that she had previously
told you that patience is the key.”
With those words, the young man bowed slightly and departed.
Rena saw him off and slowly descending the mountain.
Later, Korbyn updated her every day on Waylen’s travels to several countries within a week.
Amidst her confusion, Rena sometimes found herself lost in a daze.
Half a month later, she caught a glimpse of Waylen on the TV news.
He had won a multinational lawsuit.
Surrounded by numerous reporters outside the Supreme Court of Valmar, Waylen donned at classic black and white suit. During the interview, he held his head high, exuding vigor and
charisma, a charming and noble smile playing upon his lips.
Rena replayed the video multiple times.
In that moment, she found herself smile through teary eyes.
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