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

shared a

allow him to touch her

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

tone, the chauffeur decided not to say anything more. He shut the car door, walked around the

“Mr. Fowler!”

out the window

was on a crutch and hobbling toward Waylen’s

grievance. She explained, “The doctor

saying that, she put on

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

hadn’t

couldn’t come see her, then she would

and ordered

driving toward the main road. Watching the lavish black

and let herself fall to the

to appear frail

He frowned and barked, “Stop the car.”

chauffeur dithered about following

voice, “Help her get in the car and

hesitated, “Mrs. Fowler isn’t

aching head, Waylen retorted, “If you don’t tell her, then she won’t find out. Besides, we’re just sending the poor girl home. There’s nothing wrong

chauffeur had no choice but to get out

next to

of his seat, and closed his eyes. Meanwhile, Mavis

quietly turned to stare at

sharp and perfect, and he exuded such a

car

She greedily inhaled

Would his handsome face contort

thought of it made

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

on a light

enough, she would be able to

Before he could fully wake up, Mavis

at Mavis’ apartment, which was located in

Mavis get out of

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, smiled, and said

away, Waylen stared out the window and let

Elvira’s biological sister, and they had a striking resemblance to

her the moment

a young and obedient

could be

let happen between himself and Mavis earlier was a

to see how much

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

pros and cons

chose Rena and his

the house of

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

and ascended the stairs

checking on Alexis and Marcus, he opened the door to

unlocked, so he was

book in her hand. She

exposed skin gleamed like

Waylen liked her body.

know if it was just the

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

Rena didn’t even stir.

less resistant of him

Waylen finally gave in

caress was what woke

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

mark on the collar of his

must’ve left it

was still fired up. He had already started taking off

me!”

didn’t know what was going on. He thought that Rena was still angry with him and didn’t want to sleep with him, so he gently nibbled on her

the sofa. Her body was alluring and attractive, but

Mavis today, didn’t

Waylen was stunned.

“Yes, I

began putting her

two buttons of his

on his white shirt stood out like

“I swear we

his consent, he took off his shirt

and looked Rena straight

bother to lose

unfaithful. You just helped that

Waylen. How is that any different from keeping

was just trying to help. I don’t

want to have this

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

have already crossed

today, I bet you would’ve

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

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

didn’t have to say such

quarrel

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

heart ached as

truth was

to drink, Waylen

back and thought arguing tonight wouldn’t do

his forehead and muttered, “Let’s

Rena stood still.

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

him in the chest, Waylen turned and looked at Rena’s back once

wondering whether or not

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