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,

hadn’t shared a

him to touch her

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 her, much more sleep with her. Because of the wedge that Rena drove between them, they couldn’t tackle

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

“Mr. Fowler!”

out the

a crutch and

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

she put on

her more often now that he and Rena were no longer

he hadn’t

matter. If he couldn’t come see her, then she would just

just nodded at Mavis and

main road. Watching the

and let herself fall to the

sure to appear

Mavis falling. He

about following

get in

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

then she won’t find out. Besides,

chauffeur had no choice but to get out of the car and then help

next to

head on the back of his seat,

to

sharp and perfect, and he

car was

inhaled the air around Waylen and then imagined what sex with him would

Would his handsome face contort in sweet agony as

of it made her hot

and planted a soft kiss on

on a light

she would be able to spot

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

at Mavis’ apartment, which was located in

get out of

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.

at her face, smiled, and

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

and they had a striking resemblance to each other.

knew that he would possess her the

would have a young and

be

himself and Mavis earlier was a test he set for

wanted to see how much he cared about

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

weighed the pros and cons of

chose Rena and his

of

It was already the middle of the night, so most of the lights in the house had already

and ascended the

Alexis and Marcus, he

door was left unlocked, so he was

the sofa with a book in

gleamed like

Waylen liked her body.

a long time. He didn’t know if it was just

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

Rena didn’t even stir.

less resistant of

Waylen finally gave in and

caress was what woke up

stared at the big, handsome

noticed the orange kiss mark on the

left

Waylen quietly, but he was still fired up. He had

go of me!”

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 earlobe and whispered, “Are you

lay back on the sofa. Her body was alluring

Mavis today,

Waylen was stunned.

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

began putting her pajamas back

two buttons of his shirt

white shirt stood out like

“I swear we didn’t do

he took off his shirt and

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

to lose her temper

calmly, “No, you didn’t do anything unfaithful. You just helped that woman get reinstated in college, rented her a nice apartment,

is that any different from keeping a

trying to help. I

want to have this

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

have already crossed

you today,

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

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

didn’t

didn’t quarrel

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

drink, Waylen couldn’t stand his alcohol-induced headache

back and thought arguing tonight wouldn’t

forehead and muttered, “Let’s talk

Rena stood still.

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

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

whether or not she

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