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?”

Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you

a moment, the weight of such a night

he and she were on

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

tears welled

believed that Joseph and Vera’s

had been

had pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were

this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

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.

surged. “Waylen,

handsome face, rendering Rena incapable

and

I won’t dare to

those words hanging in the air, she slapped

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

ran his tongue across his

kiss her. Yet,

subtle scent of blood mingled with

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

himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting

fell to

remained partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she

stretching out into a particularly prolonged

of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely

with unease

particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was

they had succumbed to their

Rena’s body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her

halted her movements, and he drew closer, pressing his lips against the back of her

be so

the edge of the

her feet, declaring, “I’m going to take

pulled her back, and she found herself enveloped in

he revealed, “52

burned with intensity as he

slid it onto her middle

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

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

If she were sensible, she would accept his gesture happily and marry

that was the old

have never refused him

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him had

their passionate encounter lingered, and

the heat of the moment. Worried, she

placed the ring back in

silence, she spoke up. “I’m

coughed awkwardly before responding. “No

Rena remained concerned.

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

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

her, eventually succumbing to her

nodded gratefully and politely

chuckled, his

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

his frustration

be

front 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…

and left to buy the

he returned, Rena had already taken a bath and attended

him, poured her a glass of warm water,

finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another

and as she swallowed the water and

much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is a girl. She’d better get your brown hair and unlined face. We’ll raise her as a princess and

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long for

tender moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking

return to Duefron

has tried to take her own life. She took three sleeping

is having an affair,

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even passed as

matter needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow

sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

she

on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her so much, don’t

She lay

washed over her, causing her to

voice, “We’ve done it

that she threw

very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it.

like this for a long time. At this moment, they

in a

Waylen leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the

and affectionate Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your

assuring her, “It’s okay.

up in Juliette’s eyes as she

she stopped him, as if

understood what Juliette

I’ll explain everything to Dad later.”

door open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed,

edge of the bed, attempting

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

the quilt, throwing her arms around

caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like a spoiled

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

sister’s head, as a mischievous

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

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

to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with

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