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, her own

shared a bed in

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 couldn’t tackle their difficulties and move

the pain in Waylen’s tone, the chauffeur decided not to say 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 and hobbling

Mavis looked at her leg with grievance. She explained, “The doctor said my leg should recover within two months, and there

she put on her

would come visit her more often now that he and Rena were no

he hadn’t

didn’t matter. If he couldn’t come see her,

and ordered the

Watching the lavish black

her crutch and let

made sure to appear frail

falling. He

chauffeur dithered about

“Help her get in the car and give her a ride

Fowler isn’t going to

aching head, Waylen retorted, “If you don’t tell her, then she won’t find out. Besides, we’re just sending

chauffeur had no choice but to get out of the car and then

sat next

his seat, and

turned to

sharp and perfect, and he

car was extremely

with desire. She greedily inhaled the air around Waylen and then imagined what sex with

Would his handsome

it

snow-white shirt, she leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his collar, making sure her lipstick

a light orange

Rena looked closely enough, she would be able to spot Mavis’ kiss mark

then opened his eyes. Before he could fully wake up, Mavis immediately sat

Mavis’ apartment,

helped Mavis get out of the

to her door. Mavis bowed 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 is going on

her face, smiled,

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

earlier and kissed his collar. She was Elvira’s biological sister, and they had

would possess her

a young

could be Elvira’s

between himself and Mavis earlier was

wanted to see how

instantly thought of Rena. With his mind’s eye, he saw her playing the piano with such vigor and

pros and

Waylen chose

house of the

the night, so most of the lights in the

passed through the foyer and ascended the stairs to the second

Marcus, he opened the

so he

book in her hand. She had on soft silk

gleamed like

Waylen liked her body.

hadn’t gotten close to her like this in a long time. He didn’t know if it was

more and more hungrily. He

Rena didn’t even stir.

resistant of him

her for a while, Waylen finally

was what woke up

her misty eyes and stared at the big,

kiss mark on the

left

stared at Waylen quietly, but he was still fired

me!” Rena’s face turned

him and didn’t

lay back on the sofa. Her body was alluring and attractive, but her

Mavis today,

Waylen was stunned.

I did, but nothing happened. I just gave her a

her pajamas

she undid two buttons of his shirt and showed him the lipstick

stain on his white shirt stood out like a

said, “I swear we didn’t do anything.

without his consent, he took off his

Rena straight in the

to lose her temper

unfaithful. You just helped that woman get reinstated in college, rented her a nice apartment, paid for her education,

Waylen. How is that any different

help.

to

bedroom’s French window. Gazing at the blackness outside, she murmured, “You

already crossed

been with you today,

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

was shaking so badly that he almost burned himself

while, he said, “You didn’t have to

quarrel with

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

ached as

was indeed

to drink, Waylen couldn’t stand

stared at Rena’s back and thought arguing tonight wouldn’t do either

muttered, “Let’s talk about this tomorrow. Go to

Rena stood still.

the doorknob, she called after him, “Take your shirt. I don’t

the chest, Waylen

wondering whether or not

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