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 him, her

shared a bed in months.

him to touch her at

resolve 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

walked around the

“Mr. Fowler!”

looked out the

crutch

doctor said my leg should recover within two months, and there will be no

she put on her victimized

visit her more often now that he and

hadn’t shown

matter. If he couldn’t come see her,

just nodded at Mavis and ordered the chauffeur

main road. Watching the lavish black vehicle pass her by,

crutch and

made sure to

He frowned and

about

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

Fowler isn’t going to like this, Mr.

“If you don’t tell her, then she won’t find out. Besides, we’re just sending the poor girl home.

the chauffeur had no choice but to get

sat next to

rested his head on the back of his seat, and closed

to stare at

facial features were so sharp and perfect, and he exuded such a beautiful, noble

car

boil with desire. She greedily inhaled the air around Waylen and then imagined what

handsome face contort in sweet agony as he thrust into

thought of it made

his snow-white shirt, she leaned in and planted a soft

put on a light orange

able to spot Mavis’ kiss mark on Waylen’s

opened his eyes. Before he could fully

at Mavis’ apartment, which was located in a

Mavis get out

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

her face, smiled, and said

drove away, Waylen stared out the window and let his

was, he was aware that Mavis leaned in earlier and kissed his collar. She was Elvira’s biological sister, and they had a striking resemblance to each other. Such

that he would possess her

a young and

be Elvira’s

he let happen between himself and Mavis earlier was a test he

to see how much he cared

Mavis leaned toward him earlier, he instantly thought of 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

weighed the pros

Waylen chose Rena and

the house of

and looked up at 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

passed through the foyer and ascended the

he opened the door to Rena’s

left unlocked, so

fallen asleep on the sofa with a book in

exposed skin gleamed like crystal under

Waylen liked her body.

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

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

Rena didn’t even stir.

less resistant of

Waylen finally gave in and began touching

what woke

at the big, handsome

mark on the

must’ve left

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

go of me!” Rena’s face turned

that Rena was still angry with him and didn’t want to sleep with him, so he gently nibbled on her earlobe

was alluring and attractive, but her words were

Mavis

Waylen was stunned.

“Yes, I did, but nothing happened. I just gave her a ride

putting her pajamas back

undid two buttons of his shirt and

his white shirt stood

swear we didn’t do anything. You can ask the

on him without his consent, he took off his shirt and tossed

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

didn’t even bother to lose her temper

you didn’t do anything unfaithful. You just helped that woman get reinstated in college, rented

that

trying to help. I don’t have a

want to have this

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

have already crossed

with you today,

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

cigarette and lit it. He was shaking

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

didn’t quarrel

Waylen, the only reason we still share a home is that we no longer share a bed. It’s only a matter

ached as she

truth was indeed

to drink, Waylen couldn’t

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

and muttered, “Let’s talk about

Rena stood still.

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

his wife just stabbed him in the chest, Waylen turned and looked at Rena’s back

or not she truly loved

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