While waiting for the traffic light to turn green, Waylen threw a coat to her and said, “Here.”

Rena thanked him with a nod.

As soon as she put on his coat, she sighed in relief at the warmth. But Waylen didn’t turn off the air conditioner. He was too busy monitoring the road ahead.

It was a stormy day, so traffic was heavy in the city.

Waylen lit a cigarette and took a long drag, asking casually, “How long have you been with Harold?”

Rena stiffened at the question.

But she had no reason to be dishonest. “Four years.”

a little surprised. After a while, his eyes wandered over to

to ask casually, “And how many times have you had ***

point-blank, which made her cheeks turn

had never

the courage to go straight to the point. “Mr. Fowler, if you save my father from going to jail in exchange for *** with me, I promise you I’ll leave folla afterwards and never

want to save your father or do you want to have ***

blushed even

wouldn’t gratify his shameless question with

again. Just as he finished off his

On

confusion, but before she could ask, he suddenly unbuckled her seat

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