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, her own

hadn’t shared a bed

to touch her at

their problems and 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

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

“Mr. Fowler!”

looked out the

crutch

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

put on her

often now that he and

he hadn’t shown

come see her, then she would just

and ordered the chauffeur to

the main road. Watching the

deliberately dropped her crutch and let herself fall

sure to

see Mavis falling. He frowned and barked,

about following Waylen’s

her get in the car and give

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

her, then she won’t find out. Besides, we’re just sending

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

next

the back of his seat,

to stare

perfect, and

car

her blood boil with desire. She greedily inhaled the air around Waylen and then imagined what sex with him would

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

of it made her

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

a light

would be able to spot Mavis’ kiss

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

later, they arrived at Mavis’ apartment, which

helped Mavis get out of the

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 giving me a ride home, Mr. Fowler.

face, smiled, and said

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

his collar. She was Elvira’s biological sister, and

possess her the moment he let

have a young and obedient

could be Elvira’s

and Mavis

to see how much he cared

Rena. With his mind’s eye, he saw her playing the piano with such vigor and passion. Then, his heart started racing. The ‘only woman who could make him feel that way was

weighed the pros and cons

Waylen chose Rena and

house of the

the house. It was already the middle of the night, so most of the lights in the house had already been turned off. However, the lights in

foyer and ascended the stairs to

on Alexis and Marcus, he opened the door

unlocked, so he was able

the sofa with a book in her

like crystal

Waylen liked her body.

like this in a long time. He didn’t know if it was just the alcohol, but every fiber of

and then more and more hungrily. He began tracing her bottom

Rena didn’t even stir.

less resistant of

a while, Waylen

was what woke

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

mark on

must’ve left

fired up. He had already

go of me!” Rena’s

what was going on. He thought that Rena was still angry with him and didn’t want to sleep

the sofa. Her body was

Mavis

Waylen was stunned.

I did, but nothing happened. I just

began putting her

of his shirt and showed

on his white shirt stood out like a sore

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

consent, he

straight in the eye. “I didn’t

even bother to

do anything unfaithful. You just helped that woman get reinstated in college, rented

Waylen. How is that any different from keeping a

was just trying to help. I don’t

want to have this conversation

blackness outside, she murmured, “You

have already crossed the

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

apartment and let her take your coat. You would’ve let her touch you and kiss you. You would’ve taken her as your lover. You would’ve let

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

while, he said, “You didn’t have to say

didn’t quarrel

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 time now before our bond breaks completely

ached as

truth was indeed

drink, Waylen couldn’t

thought arguing tonight wouldn’t

forehead and muttered, “Let’s

Rena stood still.

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

him in the chest, Waylen

help wondering whether or not she

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