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?”

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

silent for a moment, the weight of such a

were on the verge

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

these words, tears

Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due to

had been waiting

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

reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

wish to strike me? Like any

surged. “Waylen,

rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter

the dance of love between a man and

to strike you!” Rena

the air, she slapped him

of their gasps. After a brief pause,

his lips, savoring

head, yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena

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

dress fell to

Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of his

stretching out into

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

Today was special.

he belonged entirely

was heavy with unease after their passionate

off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not suitable

succumbed to their

She yearned for a shower,

drew closer, pressing his lips against

“Don’t be so distant with me,

grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the

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

pulled her back, and she

he revealed, “52 carats. Do

gaze burned with intensity as he fixed his

ring and gently slid it onto her

smiled and remarked, “It’s too small,

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

recognized this as a rare display of flattery from him. If she

was the old

Day, she would have never refused him when he presented

his charm, her feelings toward him had

declining, but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t voice

the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to purchase contraception

placed the ring back in

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

her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control

Rena remained concerned.

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

to take medication, so she would acquire it

he pressed her, eventually succumbing to her

nodded gratefully and

chuckled, his frustration

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

expressed his

to be

him and headed for

actions and words fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

wallet, and left to buy the necessary

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

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

into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I

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

her tenderly, his fingers caressing the soft flesh 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

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I long for it

moment, Waylen’s

speaking in

return to Duefron

take her own life. She took

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

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed as

Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in

lit a cigarette and sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

deep affection for Cecilia, she

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

respond. She lay down on

washed over her, causing her

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

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 about it. Just admit it, where else can you enjoy a

long time.

was in a

Waylen leaned in and kissed her,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he

had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and has

mother, assuring her, “It’s okay.

Juliette’s eyes as she

way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge of saying something, but

what Juliette wanted

smiled and reassured her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad

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

on the edge of the bed, attempting to pull

playfully 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

from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around

distress, gently caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or

uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

a relationship with Harold, and you didn’t tell

sister’s head, as a

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

they weren’t in a real relationship because

adopted an “of course” expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the

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