Rena started playing the piano once again. After finishing one song, she said, “I’m just trying to protect the people who are important to me, Waylen.”

Waylen stared at Rena for a long time.

Then, he began loosening his tie and ascending the stairs.

Waylen and Rena had dinner and put Alexis and Marcus to bed without talking to each other. They lived in the same house, but they treated each other like strangers.

Rena didn’t care anymore.

It was late at night.

Waylen and Rena began retiring to their own respective bedrooms.

In the corridor, Waylen grabbed Rena’s hand and said, “We need to talk.”

After Waylen said that, Rena’s phone rang, and she answered.

It was a call from one of her bodyguards that she sent to watch Mavis. The bodyguard reported hesitantly, “Sorry to bother you this late, ma’am, but the woman we were watching just jumped out of a third-story window. She shattered her legs.”

Jumped out a window.

Rena replied calmly, “Take her to the hospital. And keep your eyes on her.”

Waylen knocked the phone out of Rena’s hand and threw a fit of pique.

“She has already been expelled from school. What more do you want?

Rena… Have you always been this cold-blooded? Do you not trust me, or do you not trust your own decisions?

Is this how our marriage is going to be now?”

He confronted her with so many questions.

Rena was in a trance. Then, a smile tugged on the corners of her mouth.

“Yes. I suppose I have always been cold-blooded when circumstances necessitate it.

I can’t allow that woman to stay in Duefron.

I don’t care where she ends up as long as she’s nowhere near my family.”

Waylen looked at Rena with eyes burning with fury.

He walked to the end of the corridor, dialed a number, and ordered his assistant a series of things.

His assistant was a little startled but still went to do what he was told.

Rena stood under the light in the corridor. She overheard Waylen’s phone conversation with his assistant. He was going to help Mavis get back to school and pay for her medical expenses. ©

He would keep Mavis in Duefron.

At this moment, Rena felt extreme exhaustion, both physically and emotionally.

She felt that she and Waylen weren’t on the same page at all. Waylen didn’t know and would never know the kind of pain and fear through which he was putting her.

The crystal light in the corridor was bright.

Gnashing her teeth together, Rena picked up her phone and sent a message. It read, “Don’t watch her anymore. Leave her alone this instant.”

Waylen turned around after he hung up.

Rena was no longer there. The spring chill was all that was left in the long, luxurious corridor.

Waylen thought of what he had said and felt that he had spoken too strongly.

He didn’t want to have a falling out with Rena. He was willing to coax her and compromise with her. He was willing to put this matter about Mavis to bed.

Waylen knocked on Rena’s bedroom door and said, “Rena, open the door. Please.”

He waited for a few minutes, but no sound came from inside the room.

She obviously didn’t want to speak with him.

Waylen patiently waited for a few more minutes before he said in a low voice, “Please open the door. Let’s talk this over. It’s late. Do you want me making enough noise to wake up my parents? Can you please be reasonable, Rena?”

Still, there was no response.

After standing outside for a long time, Waylen decided to give up and go back to his bedroom.

Their relationship was almost at a breaking point.

It was rare for them to see each other after that night. Rena seldom gave Waylen the chance to spend time with her, and he was too proud to talk to her first.

It was the dead of night, and Waylen couldn’t fall asleep.

All he could think about was Rena. He was still deeply and madly attracted to her, and he still wanted her sobad. ©

Waylen had to attend a social engagement for work one day.

He was in a bad mood, so he drank a little too much at the banquet. After the party, he got in the car tipsy and dizzy.

The chauffeur knew nothing about Waylen’s private life, so he commented while he was opening the car door for his boss, “You’re drunk, Mr. Fowler. Mrs. Fowler won’t be pleased.

Women don’t like their men coming home to them intoxicated.”

Hearing the chauffeur’s remark, Waylen just leaned against the back seat.

He took out a cigarette from his cigarette case and lit it. Exhaling the smoke, he smiled bitterly and asked, “Are you sure she even cares?”

He had been living like he didn’t have a wife. Right now, he and Rena were more like roommates sharing a house.

kept away from him,

a

to

be able to resolve their problems and kiss and make up. But Rena chose to move into another bedroom. It was difficult

the car door, walked around the car, and hopped into the driver’s seat. He gunned the engine and was about

“Mr. Fowler!”

the window and

was on a crutch and hobbling

Mavis looked at her leg with grievance. She explained, “The doctor

saying that, she put on her victimized

come visit her more often now that he and Rena

he hadn’t shown

If he couldn’t come see her, then

and ordered the chauffeur

started driving toward the main road. Watching the

and let herself fall to the

to appear frail

see Mavis falling. He frowned and barked, “Stop the car.”

about

voice, “Help her get in the car

chauffeur hesitated, “Mrs. Fowler isn’t

her, then she won’t find out. Besides, we’re just sending the poor girl home. There’s

refute his boss’ logic, the chauffeur had no choice but to get out of the car and then

sat next

the back of his seat, and

to

so sharp and perfect, and he exuded such a beautiful, noble

car was extremely

her blood boil with desire. She greedily inhaled the air around Waylen

against the mattress? Would his handsome face contort in sweet agony as he

mere thought of it made her hot and

leaned in and planted a soft kiss on

a light orange

Rena looked closely enough, she would be able to

eyes. Before he

at Mavis’

chauffeur helped Mavis get out of

no intention of getting out and walking Mavis to her door. Mavis bowed to meet his gaze and said in a soft voice, “Thank you for

her face,

away, Waylen stared out the window and let his mind

Elvira’s biological sister, and they had a striking resemblance to each other. Such a young and attractive girl was

would possess her

would have a young and

could be

he let happen between himself and Mavis earlier was a

see how much

mind’s eye, he saw her playing the piano with such vigor and passion. Then, his heart started

pros

time, Waylen chose Rena

the house of the Fowler

was already the middle of the night, so most of the lights in the house had already been turned off. However, the lights in Rena’s bedroom were still

ascended the stairs to

Alexis and Marcus, he opened the

so he was able

the sofa with a book in her hand. She

exposed skin gleamed like crystal under the

Waylen liked her body.

in a long time. He didn’t know if it was

then more and more hungrily. He began tracing her

Rena didn’t even stir.

way less resistant of him in

a while, Waylen finally gave in

was what woke

and stared at

noticed the orange kiss mark on

must’ve left it

he was still fired up. He had already started taking off

me!” Rena’s face turned

didn’t want to sleep with him, so

body was alluring and attractive, but

saw Mavis today,

Waylen was stunned.

he looked at her and explained, “Yes, I did, but nothing happened. I just gave her a ride

her pajamas

two buttons of his shirt and showed him

stain on his white shirt stood out like

knitted his brows and said, “I swear we didn’t do anything.

he took off his shirt

he turned around and looked Rena straight

even bother to lose

starting to burn with tears. After a few heartbeats, she said calmly, “No, you didn’t do anything unfaithful.

How is that any different

“I was just trying to help. I don’t

didn’t want to have this conversation

at the blackness outside, she murmured, “You

already

today, I bet you would’ve pushed

would’ve let her touch you and kiss you. You would’ve taken

grabbed a cigarette and lit it. He was shaking so badly that he almost burned himself while lighting

while, he said, “You didn’t have to

quarrel

just whispered, “The truth has always been harsh, especially to those unprepared to hear it. Waylen, the only reason we still share a home is that we no longer share a bed. It’s only a matter of

heart ached as

truth was

to drink, Waylen couldn’t stand

back and thought arguing tonight

rubbed his forehead and muttered, “Let’s talk about this tomorrow.

Rena stood still.

him, “Take your shirt. I don’t want it in

like his wife just stabbed him in the chest,

couldn’t help wondering whether or not she truly loved

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