Upon recalling Albert’s past, Helen sank her head and said, “I… I failed to do right by him. I’ve just stood by and seen him lead such a life.”
Since Helen and Rena got on well, Helen started to share her worries.
Rena patted Helen’s hand, offering some reassurance.
Since then, Helen had become a distinguished guest of the Fowler family. From time to time, she would come and pay Rena a visit.
Strangely enough, although Albert would also come to her home, he and Helen had never actually bumped into each other.
Rena went upstairs, carefully leaned her back against the sofa and stared at the ceiling as she let her thoughts run wild.
Once Waylen was done unpacking their Luggage, he approached Rena and placed an arm around her shoulder.
“What’s wrong?” he asked her.
“Anything bothering you?”
Rena placed her hand atop his and fiddled with his fingers.
Then, with a sigh, she said, “Albert’s mother just told me something about Albert. After listening to her, I can’t help but feel sorry for Albert.”
Waylen just smiled. He instantly knew what she was guilty about. It was about Albert and Aline having sex.
Waylen, however, didn’t think it was a big deal.
“Oh? The guilt weighed you down?” Waylen deliberately teased.
Though sensing the teasing in his tone, Rena clarified, “Not that serious.”
Rena knew how to coax Waylen and bring a sense of security in him.
She turned around, pressed her face against his stomach, and said,
“Wlaylen, you’re my love story.”
As Waylen smiled, the look on his eyes softened.