NovelEnglishThe servant obediently handed the box to him.
Waylen held the cigarette in one hand, the box in the other.
He could tell that it had been specially packed, so it must’ve been something precious to Rena.
Maybe it was a piece of jewelry worth hundreds of millions dollars.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOvercome with curiosity, Waylen opened the box, but to his surprise, it wasn’t some rare piece of jewelry, but an old diary and a recorder.
He frowned, unable to believe that Rena treated these seemingly worthless things like treasures…
However, as soon as Waylen opened the diary, his blood froze. This was his handwriting, and the contents of the diary expressed his love and nostalgia for Rena.
“Ilove Rena. | love her with all my heart!”
“She likes to play the piano, and she likes this brand of clothes.”
“I bring her a fresh rose every morning!”
“Our first child’s name is Alexis. Rena’s life was put at risk when she gave birth to our baby girl. Alexis wasn’t in good condition either. She’s born with blood coagulation disorders and she has Rh-negative blood…”
“Rena’s pregnant again! As of today, she’s a little over six weeks’ pregnant. I’m going to take great care of her.”
“Rena still can’t drive.”
“If Rena hugs me, it means that she wants me to kiss her. Whenever she does that, no matter how important the task at hand is, | have to put it down and give her a kiss…
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHonestly, she’s just like a little girl. Yet at the same time, she’s a wonderful mother to our two kids.”
Waylen tried to gulp, but he couldn’t. A lump had formed in his throat. He quickly flipped through the diary…
One page, two pages…
The whole diary described his love for her.
All the color drained from Waylen’s handsome face. He then turned on the recorder. To his surprise, it was a recording of his own voice, which echoed through the empty bedroom.
“Rena, by the time you hear this, | 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? Promise me, Rena, promise me that you will find me and never abandon me.
Because | love you. | cannot imagine a life without you. Even my most extravagant days can’t compare to the time we shared together.
Rena, I… |love you.
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