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.

from him, her

shared a

didn’t allow him to touch

into another bedroom. It was difficult for Waylen to talk to her, much more sleep with her. Because of

anything more. He shut the car door, walked around the car, and

“Mr. Fowler!”

out the window

on a crutch

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

saying that, she put on her

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

he hadn’t shown

couldn’t come see her, then she would

Mavis and ordered the

chauffeur started driving toward the main road. Watching the lavish

and let herself fall to

to appear

to see Mavis falling. He

dithered about following Waylen’s

said in a low voice, “Help her get in the car and give

hesitated, “Mrs. Fowler isn’t going to like this, Mr.

then she won’t

choice but to

next to

seat, and closed his eyes. Meanwhile, Mavis savored Waylen’s scent that was like

turned to

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

car

those things, Mavis felt her blood boil with desire. She greedily inhaled the air around Waylen and then imagined what sex with him

his handsome face contort in sweet agony

it made her

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

put on a light orange

would be able to spot Mavis’

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

an hour later, they arrived at Mavis’ apartment, which was located in a

helped Mavis get out of the

“Thank you for giving me a ride

at her face, smiled, and said

stared out the window and let his

was aware that Mavis leaned in earlier and kissed his collar. She was Elvira’s biological sister, and

would possess her

have a young and

be Elvira’s

let happen between himself and Mavis earlier was a test he

how much

saw her playing the piano with such vigor and passion. Then,

pros

Waylen chose

of the Fowler

of the night, so most of the lights in the house had already

foyer and ascended the

Alexis and Marcus, he opened the door to

left unlocked, so he

a book in

like crystal under the

Waylen liked her body.

know if it was just the alcohol, but every fiber of his being

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

Rena didn’t even stir.

way less resistant

for a while, Waylen finally gave in and

what woke

and stared at the big, handsome face in front of

noticed the orange kiss mark on

must’ve left

but he was still fired

me!” Rena’s

that Rena was still angry with him and didn’t want to sleep with

sofa. Her body was alluring and attractive, but her words were

saw Mavis today,

Waylen was stunned.

while, he looked at her and explained, “Yes, I did, but nothing happened. I

began putting her

buttons of his shirt and showed him

stain on his white

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

he took

turned around and looked Rena straight

bother to lose

anything unfaithful.

How is that

to help. I don’t have a romantic interest

didn’t want to have this

walked to her bedroom’s French window. Gazing at the blackness outside, she murmured, “You allow her to get close

have already crossed the

chauffeur hadn’t been with you today, I bet you would’ve

let her touch you and kiss you. You would’ve taken her as your lover. You would’ve let her replace

He was

while, he said, “You didn’t have

didn’t quarrel with

hear it. Waylen, the only reason we still share a home is that we no longer share a

ached as

was

drink, Waylen couldn’t

arguing tonight wouldn’t do

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

Rena stood still.

turn the doorknob, she called after him, “Take your shirt. I don’t want it in my

wife just stabbed him in the chest,

help wondering whether or not she

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