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

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

were

and spoke with a soft yet resolute voice. “I am bothered by what happened to Tyrone, and it has nothing to do with our relationship but it does speak of the disparity in our status… Just as you’re aware, 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 Waylen. The same holds true for what transpired between Tyrone and Hyatt. You relish the control that your position affords you, while I, a mere nobody, am

these words, tears welled up in Rena’s

Vera’s

been waiting for

had pleaded with him and he had assisted

point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

he continued to caress her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings you solace. Scratch my

“Waylen, you

against his strikingly handsome face, rendering

and a woman, a battle fought

I won’t dare to strike you!” Rena declared

hanging in the air, she

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

his tongue across his lips, savoring the

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

scent of blood mingled with their

of aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled

to find another

dress fell to

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

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

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.

night, he belonged

heavy with unease after

shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed

had succumbed to

for a shower, but Waylen held her back,

and he drew closer, pressing his lips

he whispered, “Don’t be

he grabbed his suit pants from the edge

to her feet, declaring,

her back, and she found herself enveloped in

ring in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do

gaze burned with intensity as he

her middle finger. Of course, it was not the

smiled and remarked, “It’s

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

recognized this as a rare display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept his gesture happily and marry him with

was the

never refused him when he

retained his charm, her feelings toward him had

of their passionate encounter lingered, and she

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

the ring back in the box and

of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not

and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control

Rena remained concerned.

wasn’t particularly religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant,

Waylen didn’t want her to take medication, so she would

her, eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll

nodded gratefully and

chuckled, his frustration

grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure

expressed his

be taken advantage

lifted the quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny

actions and words fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy

Rena had already taken a bath and attended to herself.

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

water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I

taken aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill, she

he softly added, “I want to be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long for it with all my

tender moment,

was Korbyn, speaking in

return to

life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother

is having an affair, and that woman came to

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even

that Rena was somehow involved

a cigarette and sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

her deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested,

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

She lay down on the bed,

over her, causing her to appear particularly

“We’ve done it a little too much and my legs are a little

she threw

comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just admit it, where else can you enjoy a

time. At this moment, they seemed to go

in

Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring softly,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the

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

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

welled up in Juliette’s eyes

as if on the verge of saying something, but

Juliette wanted to

reassured her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With

lying on the bed, covering

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

But don’t

from beneath the quilt, throwing her

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

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

gently caressing his sister’s head, as a

it doesn’t count. Rena’s first man

remained skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they weren’t

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

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