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?”

voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold

of

and she were on the

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.

these words, tears welled up in

had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due to Waylen’s

had been

had pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera.

this point, they should

Waylen’s heart sank.

wish

surged. “Waylen,

and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena

between a man and a woman, a battle fought with

to strike you!” Rena

those words hanging in the air, she slapped him across the

though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice

tongue across his lips,

waist tightly and lowered his head, yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and fiercely

subtle scent of blood mingled with their

to conquer, He grew impatient, filled

find another setting as he claimed

impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of his heightened

stretching out into a particularly

the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

heavy with unease after

the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not suitable for

had succumbed to

for a shower, but Waylen held her

closer, pressing his lips

“Don’t be so

his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a

his intentions and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m going to take

pulled her back, and she found herself enveloped in his

a diamond ring in hand, he

gaze burned with intensity as

gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was not

and remarked, “It’s too

eyes deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your ring finger.

rare display of flattery from him. If she were

that was the old

never refused him when

his charm, her feelings

their passionate encounter lingered,

a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she

ring back in the box and closed

spoke up. “I’m not

A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control

Rena remained concerned.

believed that if she were to become pregnant, it

to take

to her wishes. “I’ll buy it

and politely replied,

his

her chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience

his

refused to be

him and headed for the bathroom,

fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

his wallet, and left to buy the

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

of warm water, retrieved

embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been

aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a pang of

care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long for it

moment,

speaking in a

return to

to take her own life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother

What happened?” “Harold is having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

even

be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his

a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go back

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay

gaze fixed on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After

not to respond. She lay

causing her to appear particularly

help but kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much and my legs are

angry that she threw a pillow to

also very comfortable, but you have

a long time. At this

in a

in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

boarded a private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that

Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and has even taken three

mother, assuring her, “It’s okay.

in Juliette’s eyes as she

as if on the verge of saying something, but ultimately remained

Juliette wanted

everything to Dad later.” With

Cecilia lying on

the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the

a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate

quilt, throwing her

saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just

uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

had a relationship with Harold, and you didn’t tell me. You even date her and want to

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

a relationship, but it doesn’t

that they weren’t in a real relationship because they

a relationship.

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