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?”

a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you

remained silent for a moment, the weight of such

he and she were on the verge

Instead of

uttered these words, tears welled

Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable

had been

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

had reached this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

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.

anger surged. “Waylen, you

seized her hand and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no

was the dance of love between a man and a woman, a battle fought with intellect and

to strike you!” Rena declared

those words hanging in the air, she slapped

time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded

across his lips, savoring the peculiar

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

scent of blood

ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He

to find another setting as he claimed

fell to

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

encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly

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

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

was heavy with unease after their passionate

shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such

had succumbed

She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with

drew closer, pressing his lips against the back

be

the edge of

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

she found herself enveloped

diamond ring in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do

as he fixed

onto her middle finger. Of

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

it’ll fit your ring

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

was the old

Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him when he presented the

although Waylen retained his charm,

their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t

recalled that he hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the moment.

in

a moment of silence, she spoke

handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need

Rena remained concerned.

wasn’t particularly religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it would

to take medication, so she would acquire

succumbing to

nodded gratefully and politely

chuckled, his frustration

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

expressed his frustration

to be taken advantage

him and headed for the

Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

wallet, and left

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

closed the door behind him, poured her a glass of warm

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

she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a pang of

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 if it is a girl. She’d better get your brown hair and

Rena’s body stiffened.

baby for me, Rena. I long for

tender moment,

was Korbyn, speaking in

to Duefron

life. She took

“Harold is having an affair, and that woman came

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even passed as

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

and sighed. “I have to go back

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested, “You

on his lips. After

to respond. She lay

over her, causing her to appear

a low voice, “We’ve done it a

so angry that she

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

talked to her like this for a long time. At this moment, they seemed

in a

resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and has even taken three sleeping

her, “It’s

welled up in Juliette’s eyes as she

if on the verge

what Juliette wanted

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

Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her

attempting to pull the

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 Fowler

from beneath the quilt,

gently caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to

uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

his sister’s head, as a

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

to say that they

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

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