Zack rolled his eyes.

Humph!

It was known to all that Tyrone had harbored feelings for Rena for several years. Waylen, ever the crafty one, had coerced Tyrone to relocate to the south.

Zack’s disdain for Tyrone and Rena intensified with each passing moment.

Damn it!

Zack wondered just how long Tyrone and Rena would continue exchanging glances and engaging in conversation.

Just as Zack contemplated stepping forward, he caught sight of Waylen from the corner of his eye. A smile crept onto Zack’s face upon witnessing this scene.

Zack presumed that Waylen, dressed to the nines, had likely come here to surprise Rena.

Little did Waylen know, he was about to be surprised.

Because Rena had crossed paths with Tyrone.

Zack anticipated Waylen’s intense jealousy.

Amused by this notion, Zack burst into laughter, his amusement perhaps so evident that Rena caught wind of it and turned her gaze in his direction…

And there, she spotted Waylen.

Bathed in the radiant glow of a crystal lamp, Waylen exuded an air of elegance as he stood poised.

His gaze fixated on Rena.

He observed her radiant smile directed at Tyrone.

Lately, she had been distant towards him, rarely gracing him with such a carefree smile. Yet, when her eyes met Tyrone’s, an irresistible grin adorned her face. Was Tyrone more captivating and cherished in her heart compared to Waylen?

Suppressing his feelings of envy, Waylen refused to let his narrow-mindedness show.

However, he found himself irresistibly drawn towards them. He stood motionless, gracefully plucking a glass of wine from the tray presented by a waiter. A subtle smile danced on the corners of his lips as he turned to Rena and uttered, “Do I possess such charm that makes you keep staring at me?”

Rena had grown accustomed to Waylen’s audaciousness.

She turned her head and offered an apologetic smile to Tyrone.

Of course, Tyrone was well aware of the situation. Despite being in Heron, he remained well- informed.

Rena had returned to Waylen due to the events involving Roscoe and Vera. Yet, in Tyrone’s eyes, Rena and Waylen were no longer the same as before.

With a sarcastic tone, Tyrone jibed, “Waylen, your concern for Rena is overwhelming Is that why you ventured all the way to Heron? Those who know you might assume you’re here to see Rena, while those who don’t might find your actions suspicious.”

It became a battle of egos between men…

They not only sought to outdo each other in the realm of business but also engaged in verbal sparring, aiming to render each other speechless.

Waylen, being a lawyer, possessed a silver tongue.

Balancing the wine glass in his hand, Waylen wore a gentle smile and remarked, “I doubt there will be any formidable opponents in Heron. What do you think, Rena?”

Rena cast a fleeting glance his way, silently signaling him to tread carefully.

Leaning closer to her ear, Waylen inquired, “Are you concerned about him?”

In a hushed tone, Rena responded, “Waylen, are you intentionally provoking me? I simply ran into him at the banquet and did nothing more. There’s no need for you to behave this way.”

“I’m consumed by jealousy,” Waylen confessed candidly, his eyes burning with intensity as he locked his gaze with hers.

Overwhelmed by the prying eyes of onlookers, Rena’s cheeks flushed a subtle shade of crimson.

The smile on Tyrone’s face gradually faded….

Standing by Tyrone’s side, Zack held a wine glass and commented in a soft voice, “You see, no one can surpass Waylen in shamelessness.”

Tyrone slowly savored the wine in his glass.

The potent liquor slid down his throat and settled in his core, causing a discomfort that somehow mirrored his mood.

Gazing at the couple before him, he whispered softly, “I was mistaken.”

Zack failed to grasp the full meaning behind Tyrone’s words.

However, Tyrone himself understood perfectly.

When Tyrone pursued Rena, he never anticipated Waylen’s overwhelming obsession with her. Waylen, known for being consumed by work, had never treated Rena with much seriousness in the first place. Yet, nobody could have foreseen his current state of mind.

Tyrone knew all too well that he hadn’t been defeated by Waylen.

Instead, he had been defeated by the passage of time.

In matters of love, sometimes it was indeed a case of “first come, first served.”

Silently, Tyrone departed, just as quietly as his encounter with Rena.

No matter how lively the party, it eventually reached its conclusion.

With Waylen at her side, Rena remained untouched by others.

Once the festivities ended, Rena glanced at the illuminated numbers on the elevator and asked in a hushed tone, “Have you booked a hotel room? If not, I can ask my secretary to arrange it for you.”

Waylen’s eyes held depth as he replied, “I’ll stay with you.

Rena lowered her head and absently toyed with her phone. “Let me take care of the booking. I’ll be occupied with work in the coming days and might not have much time to spend with you.”

Her phone was gently taken from her grasp.

Waylen’s expression turned serious as he asserted, “I won’t disturb you.”

Rena fell silent, her gaze fixed on the elevator, waiting as the doors opened.

The party had reached its conclusion, and a sea of people swarmed around. The confined space of the elevator made Rena feel uneasy, squeezed against the wall.

Suddenly, a hand reached out and enveloped her, drawing her into a protective embrace.

Rena found herself momentarily stunned.

Waylen…

Forced to lean against his chest, her face tenderly brushed against his clothing. When she raised her eyes, she caught sight of his prominent Adam’s apple, a captivating sight that exuded a captivating allure.

Waylen cast his gaze downward, his eyes obscured by an impenetrable darkness, harboring a brewing storm of emotions.

Indeed, once he stepped foot into her hotel room, the facade of elegance he had displayed at the party shattered.

Rena found herself pinned against the sturdy door, his body leaning in, one leg planted firmly to imprison her, leaving her no means of escape.

Averting her face, Rena inquired, “Waylen, what do you intend to do?”

countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me for what transpired with

of such a night seemingly primed for

he and she were on

I was on the verge of departing for Flirean at that time. I couldn’t hold onto you, and I had to witness you repeatedly seeking out Elvira. Instead of lamenting, I was forced to leave Duefron behind to fulfill your desires and your first love. Isn’t that inequality? If we were an ordinary couple, we would have already engaged in fiery arguments. But we can’t, because you are

words, tears welled

and Vera’s divorce was an

been waiting for

and he

point, they should cease discussing matters of

Waylen’s heart sank.

voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings

anger surged. “Waylen, you despicable

firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp,

man and a woman, a battle fought with

dare to strike you!” Rena

air, she slapped him across the

expanse, it felt as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice more, causing him to draw

his lips, savoring the

kiss her. Yet, Rena

blood mingled with their

of aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness and an

another setting as

dress fell to the

she observed

time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

he reached the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked

Today was special.

he belonged

air was heavy with unease after their

and Rena couldn’t shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena,

had succumbed to their

she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but

her movements, and he drew closer, pressing his lips against

“Don’t be so distant

edge of the bed, and

and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m

she found herself

he

gaze burned with intensity as he fixed his eyes on

the ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was

and remarked, “It’s too small, not quite

“Perhaps it’ll fit your ring finger. Give

as a rare display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept his

that was

would have never refused him when he presented the diamond ring for

his charm, her feelings

memory of their passionate

she recalled that he hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to purchase

placed the ring back in the

she spoke up.

understood her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need

Rena remained concerned.

were to become pregnant, it would be fate,

her to take medication, so she

eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll buy it

gratefully and politely replied, “Thank

chuckled, his frustration

yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way during the act and

his

be taken

front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t

words fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to

Rena had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the

the door behind him, poured her a glass of

pill with a mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I

as she swallowed the water and pill,

Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is a girl. She’d better get

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I long

this tender moment, Waylen’s

Korbyn, speaking in a stern

return to Duefron

has tried to take her own life. She took

having an affair, and that woman came to

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as

needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t explicitly mentioned

a cigarette and sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested, “You should

as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care

respond. She lay down on the bed, closing her

over her, causing her to appear

help but kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it

angry that she

her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend

a long time. At this moment, they seemed to go

was in a

Waylen leaned in and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler

found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade

assuring her, “It’s

welled up in Juliette’s eyes as she

if on the verge of saying something, but ultimately remained

Juliette wanted to

“Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With that, Waylen

he found Cecilia lying on the bed,

bed, attempting to pull the quilt

survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread, it would bring shame to the

beneath the quilt, throwing her

head and saying softly, “Are you attempting

uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

didn’t tell me. You even date her and want to marry

reclined against the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous smile

but it doesn’t count. Rena’s

“So, you meant to say that they weren’t in a real

meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship

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