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?”

asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena,

silent for a moment, the weight of such a night seemingly primed for an

and she were on the verge

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

uttered these words, tears welled up in Rena’s

truth, Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce

been waiting

like that, she had pleaded with him and he had

point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish

anger surged. “Waylen, you

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

and a woman, a battle fought with intellect and

to strike you!” Rena

the air, she slapped him across the

the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze

his tongue across his lips, savoring

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

scent of blood mingled with

ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient,

another setting

fell

remained partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize

encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly

up in

Today was special.

this night, he belonged entirely

with unease after

feeling of discomfort, particularly

succumbed to

Rena’s body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with

closer, pressing his lips against the back of her

be so distant with

suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a small box fell

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

and she found herself enveloped

a diamond ring in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do you like

with intensity as he

slid it onto her middle finger. Of course,

and remarked, “It’s too

it’ll fit your ring finger. Give it a

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

was the old

him

his charm, her

their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t voice her

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

back in the box and

silence, she spoke up.

up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills. I didn’t

Rena remained concerned.

believed that if she were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and she would embrace

to take medication, so she would acquire

succumbing to her wishes.

nodded gratefully and politely replied,

his frustration

and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way

expressed his frustration

refused to be taken

of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny it. It’s indeed very

and words fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

his wallet, and left to buy

taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French window,

closed the door behind him, poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and handed it to

pill with a mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her

the water and pill, she

about the gender, but it’ll be better if

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long for it with all my

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking in a

to

life. She took three

is having an affair, and that woman came to

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even passed as

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

and sighed. “I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

her deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay with

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

She lay down

washed over her, causing her to

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

was so angry that she threw a

also very comfortable, but you

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

was in a

and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that had settled

mother, the beautiful and affectionate 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

mother, assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll go check

in Juliette’s eyes as

way upstairs, she stopped him, as if

Juliette

to Dad later.” With that, Waylen

open, he found Cecilia lying on

the edge of the bed, attempting to

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

the quilt, throwing her arms around her

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

uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

sister’s head, as a mischievous

have a relationship, but it doesn’t count.

skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they weren’t in a real relationship because they didn’t have

“A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants he

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