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?”

laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me for what transpired with

the weight of

and she were on the verge

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

tears

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

had been waiting

he had assisted Vera. Some matters were better

now that they had reached this point, they should

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

anger surged. “Waylen, you despicable

handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free

the dance of love between a man and a woman, a battle

dare to strike

in the air, she slapped him across the

of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck

ran his tongue across his lips,

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

scent of blood mingled

her display of aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness and an overwhelming

contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting

dress fell to the

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

stretching out into

that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in a frenzy of passionate

Today was special.

this night, he belonged

heavy with

shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena,

had succumbed to their

felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but

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

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant

pants from the edge of the bed, and

rose to her

her back, and she found

he revealed, “52 carats. Do you

gaze burned with intensity as he fixed

slid it onto her middle finger. Of

and remarked, “It’s too small, not

fit your ring

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

that was

him when he presented the diamond

charm, her

the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she

used a condom in the heat of the

back in the box

of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not in the

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

Rena remained concerned.

she were to

Waylen didn’t want her to take

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

gratefully and

chuckled, his

like you deny yourself

expressed his

refused to be taken advantage

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

fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy

returned, Rena had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by

behind him, poured her a glass of warm water,

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

taken aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a pang of

behind her ear, as he softly added, “I want to be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is a girl. She’d better get your brown hair

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long

tender moment, Waylen’s phone

Korbyn, speaking

return to

own life. She took three sleeping pills and

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

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed as attempt

needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t

sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested, “You

paused, his gaze fixed on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he

She lay down

washed over her, causing her

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

she threw a

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

for a long time. At this

was in a

leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that had

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

her, “It’s okay. I’ll go check

in Juliette’s eyes

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

what Juliette wanted

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

on the bed, covering her

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

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

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

his embrace, Cecilia uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

tell me. You even date her

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

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

they weren’t in a real relationship because

equate to a relationship. By that logic,

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