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?”

gentle touch, Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me

remained silent for a moment, the weight of such a night

he and she were on the verge

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

these words, tears welled up in

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

had been waiting

that, she had pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera. Some

now that they had reached this point, they should cease discussing

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,

“Waylen, you

his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking

between a man and a woman, a

dare to strike you!”

those words hanging in the air, she slapped him across the

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

ran his tongue across his

to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted

scent of blood mingled with their

aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He

find another setting

fell to

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

stretching out into a particularly

he 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 entirely to

with

Rena couldn’t shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not suitable for

succumbed

and she felt unwell. She yearned for a

drew closer, pressing

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant

over, he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a small box fell

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

her back, and she found herself enveloped in his

ring in hand, he revealed, “52

as he fixed

it onto her middle finger. Of

smiled and remarked, “It’s too

fit your ring

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

that was the

that fateful Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him when he

charm, her feelings toward him had

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

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

in the

she spoke up. “I’m not in the safe

coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills. I didn’t come

Rena remained concerned.

religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it

want her to take medication, so she would acquire

eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll buy it

and politely replied, “Thank

his frustration

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

his frustration

to be

him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I

and words fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

wallet, and left

had already taken a bath and attended to herself.

behind him, poured her a glass of warm

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

as she swallowed the

I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is a girl. She’d better get your

Rena’s body stiffened.

baby for me, Rena. I long for it with all my

tender moment,

speaking in

to

to take her own life. She took three sleeping pills

an affair, and that

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even passed as attempt

was somehow involved in

and sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay

Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips.

respond. She lay down on the bed, closing

her, causing

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

was so angry that she

the quilt to tease her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to

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

was in

resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the

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

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

Juliette’s eyes

making his way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge

Juliette

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

on the bed, covering her head with

attempting to pull the quilt

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 spread, it would bring shame to the

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around her

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

uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

sister’s head, as a

it doesn’t count. Rena’s

you meant to say that they weren’t

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

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