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

of such

she were on

turned to meet his gaze 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

these words, tears welled up in

Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s

been waiting

him and he had assisted Vera. Some

they had reached this 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?

surged. “Waylen, you despicable

pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter how hard she

a man and

to strike you!” Rena declared

the air, she

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

across his lips,

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

subtle scent of blood mingled with their

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

another setting as he

exquisite dress fell to

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

lingered, stretching out into

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

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

heavy with unease

off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed

succumbed to their

a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay

and he drew closer, pressing his lips against the

“Don’t be so distant with me,

he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the bed,

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

and she found herself enveloped in

ring in hand, he revealed,

gaze burned with intensity as

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

and remarked, “It’s

it’ll fit your ring finger. Give

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

that was the old

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

retained his charm, her feelings toward

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

in the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided

in the

spoke up. “I’m not in

and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No

Rena remained concerned.

to become pregnant, it would be fate, and she would embrace

her to take medication, so she would acquire it

to her wishes. “I’ll

nodded gratefully and politely

chuckled, his

I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience

his

be

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

fueled Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

and left

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

him, poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved

Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been sentenced to death in your

and as she swallowed the water and pill, she

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

I

tender moment,

speaking

return to Duefron

her own life. She

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

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as

that Rena was somehow

sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested,

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

respond. She lay down on

her, causing her to appear particularly

and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little

was so angry that she threw a pillow

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

hadn’t talked to her like this for a long time. At this

was in a

resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring softly,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the

savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She

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

Juliette’s eyes as she

upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the

understood what Juliette wanted

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

open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head with

of the bed, attempting to

a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If

the quilt, throwing her arms around her

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

uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

had a relationship with Harold, and you didn’t tell

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

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

you meant to say that they weren’t in a real relationship

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

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