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?”

delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a

of such

he and she were on the

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 Waylen. The same holds true for what transpired between Tyrone and Hyatt. You relish the control that your

uttered these words, tears welled up in Rena’s

that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due to

had been

that, she had pleaded with him and he had

had reached this point,

Waylen’s heart sank.

continued to caress her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me?

surged. “Waylen,

his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no

a man and a woman, a battle

won’t dare to strike

in the air, she slapped him

sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice more, causing him to

his tongue across his

yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and fiercely sank her teeth into

blood

Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient,

find another setting as he claimed

fell

he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t

lingered, stretching out into

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

Today was special.

this night, he

was heavy with unease after their passionate

of discomfort, particularly

they had succumbed

a shower, but Waylen held

movements, and he drew closer, pressing his

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant with

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

her feet, declaring, “I’m going to

back, and she found

a diamond ring in hand, he

gaze burned with intensity as he

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

“It’s too

deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your ring

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

was

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

although Waylen retained his charm, her

passionate encounter lingered, and

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

placed the ring back in the box and

a moment of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not

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

Rena remained concerned.

she wasn’t particularly religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and

didn’t want her to take

pressed her, eventually succumbing to her wishes.

nodded gratefully and

chuckled, his frustration

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

his frustration

to be

quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring,

and words fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

and left to buy the

had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing

of warm water, retrieved a pill, and handed

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

the water and pill, she

a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I long for it with

moment, Waylen’s phone

Korbyn, speaking in

return to Duefron

own life. She took three sleeping pills

an

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even

a hunch that Rena was

and sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

affection for Cecilia, she

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

She lay down on the bed, closing her

causing her to appear particularly

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

so angry that she threw a

put his hand into the quilt to tease her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just admit

like this for a long time. At this

was in a

resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that

a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and has

assuring her, “It’s

Juliette’s eyes

him, as if on the verge of saying something,

Juliette

explain everything to Dad later.” With that,

the door open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed,

the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away, but she

playfully teased his sister. “Taking three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around her

softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like a spoiled

embrace, Cecilia uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

reclined against the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head,

did have a relationship, but it doesn’t count. Rena’s

to say that they weren’t in a real relationship because they

to a relationship. By that

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