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

shared a bed in months.

to

was normal for a couple to have fights sometimes, but they should be able to resolve their problems and kiss and make up. But Rena chose to move into another bedroom. It was difficult for Waylen to talk to

the pain in Waylen’s tone, the chauffeur decided not to say anything more. He shut the car door, walked around the car, and

“Mr. Fowler!”

looked out the window and

was on a crutch

her leg with grievance. She explained, “The doctor said my leg should recover within two

put on her victimized

visit her more often now that he

hadn’t

come see

nodded at Mavis and ordered the chauffeur to

main road. Watching the lavish black vehicle pass

dropped her crutch and let

made sure to

He

dithered about

“Help her get in

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

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 with

had no choice but to get out of the

sat next to

exhausted, Waylen ignored Mavis, rested his head on the back of his seat, and closed his eyes. Meanwhile, Mavis savored Waylen’s scent

turned to stare

sharp and perfect, and he exuded such a

car was

greedily inhaled

mattress? Would his handsome face contort in sweet agony

of it made her hot

soft kiss on his collar,

a light

would be able to spot Mavis’ kiss mark on

Before he could fully wake

at Mavis’ apartment,

helped Mavis get out of the

meet his gaze and said in a soft voice, “Thank you for giving me a ride

face, smiled,

out the window and

was Elvira’s biological sister, and they had a striking resemblance to each other. Such a young and attractive girl was throwing herself at

would possess her

have a young and

be Elvira’s

himself and Mavis earlier was a test he set

wanted to see how

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

weighed the pros and

time, Waylen chose Rena and

house of

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 foyer and ascended the stairs to the second

Marcus, he opened

so he was able

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

skin gleamed like

Waylen liked her body.

time. He didn’t know if it was just the alcohol, but every fiber of his being ached to touch her, take her, and own

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

Rena didn’t even stir.

less resistant of him in her

a while, Waylen finally gave in and began touching

caress was what woke

stared at the big, handsome

kiss mark on the

must’ve left it

still fired up.

go of me!” Rena’s face turned

still angry with him and didn’t want

was alluring and attractive, but her words

Mavis today,

Waylen was stunned.

her and explained, “Yes, I did, but nothing happened. I

her pajamas back

she undid two buttons of his shirt

stain on his white shirt

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

on him without his consent, he

straight

even bother to lose her

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

Waylen. How is that any different

to help. I don’t have a romantic

to have this conversation

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

already crossed

chauffeur hadn’t been with you today, I

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

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

while, he said, “You didn’t have

quarrel with

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 and Mavis gets her chance to be

ached as she

was indeed

too much to drink, Waylen couldn’t

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

his forehead and muttered, “Let’s

Rena stood still.

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

the chest, Waylen turned and looked at Rena’s

wondering whether or not

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