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

a bed in

him to touch her

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 drove between them, they couldn’t tackle their difficulties

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!”

out the

a crutch and hobbling toward

explained, “The doctor said my leg should recover within two months, and there will

that, she put

would come visit her more often now that he and Rena were no longer in speaking terms.

hadn’t shown

If he couldn’t come see her,

at Mavis and ordered the

main road. Watching the lavish black vehicle pass

her crutch and

sure to appear frail

happened to see Mavis falling. He frowned and

chauffeur dithered about

her get in the car and give her

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

don’t tell her, then she won’t find out.

refute his boss’ logic, the chauffeur had no choice but to get out of the

next

back of his seat, and closed

quietly turned to

and perfect, and he exuded such

car

those things, Mavis felt her blood boil with desire. She greedily inhaled the air around Waylen

handsome

thought of it

in and planted a soft kiss on his collar, making sure her lipstick marked

put on a

closely enough, she would be able to spot Mavis’

he could fully wake up, Mavis immediately

hour later, they arrived at Mavis’ apartment,

helped Mavis get out of the

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

her face,

stared out the

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

her

would have a young and obedient

be Elvira’s

himself and Mavis earlier was a

to see how much he cared

playing the piano with such vigor and passion.

always weighed the pros and cons of

chose Rena and his

the house of the Fowler

looked up at the house. It was already the middle of the night, so most of the lights in

ascended the stairs to the

Marcus, he opened the

so

fallen asleep on the sofa with a book in her hand. She had on soft silk

exposed skin gleamed like crystal under the

Waylen liked her body.

He didn’t know if it was just the alcohol,

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

Rena didn’t even stir.

way less resistant of him in her

kissing her for a while, Waylen finally gave in and began

was what

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

instantly noticed the orange kiss mark on the collar of his

must’ve left

quietly, but he was still fired up. He had already started taking

go of me!” Rena’s face

angry with him and didn’t want to sleep with him, so he gently nibbled

Her body was alluring and attractive,

saw Mavis today,

Waylen was stunned.

he looked at her and explained, “Yes, I did, but nothing happened. I just gave her a ride

began putting her

buttons of his shirt

his white shirt stood out like a

“I swear we didn’t do anything. You can ask

that Mavis left on him without his consent, he took off his shirt and tossed it into the

looked Rena straight in the eye. “I didn’t betray

bother to lose

heartbeats, she said calmly, “No, you didn’t do anything unfaithful. You just

that any different from keeping

replied, “I was just trying to help. I don’t have a romantic

didn’t want to have

Gazing at the blackness outside, she murmured, “You allow her to get close to you. You allow her to provoke your legal

have already

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

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

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

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

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 a bed. It’s

heart ached

truth was indeed

Waylen couldn’t stand his alcohol-induced headache

thought arguing tonight wouldn’t do

“Let’s talk

Rena stood still.

the doorknob, she called after him, “Take your shirt. I

the chest, Waylen

or

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