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.

away from him,

a bed in months.

didn’t allow him to touch her at

kiss and make up. But Rena chose to move into another bedroom. It was difficult for Waylen to talk to her, much more sleep with her. Because of the wedge that Rena drove between them, they

anything more. He shut the car door, walked around the car, and hopped into the driver’s seat. He

“Mr. Fowler!”

looked out the window and

on a crutch

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

put on her victimized

visit her more often now that he and Rena were no

hadn’t

he couldn’t come see her, then she would just come

Mavis and ordered the chauffeur

driving toward the main road. Watching the lavish

and let herself fall to the

to appear frail and

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

chauffeur dithered about following Waylen’s

voice, “Help her get in

isn’t going to like this,

won’t find out.

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

sat next to

of his seat,

turned to

were so sharp and perfect, and he

this car was extremely

She greedily inhaled the air around Waylen and then imagined

her against the mattress? Would his handsome face

mere thought of it

leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his collar, making sure her lipstick

put on a light orange

be able to spot Mavis’

eyes. Before he could fully wake

at Mavis’ apartment, which

helped Mavis get

to meet his gaze and said in a soft voice, “Thank you for giving me a ride home, Mr. Fowler. If you need me to explain to Mrs. Fowler, I’ll tell her that nothing

at her face,

the chauffeur drove away, Waylen stared out the window and let

was aware that Mavis leaned in earlier and kissed his collar. She was Elvira’s biological sister, and they had a striking resemblance to each other. Such a young

knew that he would possess her the moment he

have a young

be

Mavis earlier was a test he

how much he cared about

eye, he saw her playing the piano with such vigor and

the pros

Waylen chose Rena

of

the night, so most of the

passed through the foyer and ascended the stairs to the second

Marcus, he opened

left unlocked, so he was able to

asleep on the sofa with a book in her hand. She had on soft silk

like crystal under the

Waylen liked her body.

know if it was just the alcohol, but every fiber of his being ached to touch her,

bent over and kissed her, softly at first and then more and more hungrily. He began tracing her bottom lip

Rena didn’t even stir.

less resistant of him in her

a while, Waylen finally gave in and began

was what woke

her misty eyes and stared at the big, handsome face in

noticed the orange kiss mark

left

at Waylen quietly, but he was still fired

me!” Rena’s

and didn’t want to sleep with him, so he gently nibbled on her earlobe and whispered, “Are

body was

saw Mavis today, didn’t

Waylen was stunned.

“Yes, I did, but nothing happened. I just

her

undid two buttons of his shirt and showed

orange, lip-shaped stain on his white shirt stood

“I swear we didn’t do anything.

without his consent, he took off his shirt and tossed it into

turned around and looked Rena straight in the eye. “I didn’t betray

bother to

with tears. After a few heartbeats, she said calmly, “No, you didn’t do anything unfaithful. You just helped that woman get reinstated in

me, Waylen. How is that any different from keeping

to help. I don’t have a romantic

didn’t want to have this

outside, she murmured, “You allow her to get close to you. You allow

already crossed

the chauffeur hadn’t been with you today, I bet

apartment and let her take your coat. You would’ve let her touch you and

unsettled, Waylen grabbed a cigarette and lit it. He was shaking so badly that he almost burned himself

didn’t have to

quarrel with

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 time now before

ached

truth was indeed

to drink, Waylen couldn’t stand his

thought arguing tonight wouldn’t do either of them

“Let’s

Rena stood still.

called after him, “Take your shirt. I

in the chest,

wondering whether or not she

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