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 him, her

shared a

allow him to touch her at

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

car door, walked around the car, and hopped into the driver’s seat. He gunned the engine and was about to pull away when someone

“Mr. Fowler!”

out the

on a crutch and hobbling toward

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

saying that, she put on

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

hadn’t shown

come see her, then she

at Mavis and ordered the

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

and let herself

made sure to appear

see Mavis falling. He frowned and barked, “Stop the

dithered about following Waylen’s

a low voice, “Help her get in the

isn’t going to like this, Mr.

won’t find out.

choice but to get out of the

next

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

turned to

facial features were so sharp and perfect, and he

car was

greedily inhaled the air around Waylen and then imagined

handsome face contort in sweet agony as he thrust

thought of it

leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his collar,

put on a light orange lipstick

be able to

his eyes. Before he could

hour later, they arrived at Mavis’

chauffeur helped Mavis get out

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

at her face, smiled, and

away, Waylen stared out the

his collar. She was Elvira’s biological sister, and they had a striking

possess her the moment he let

would have a

be Elvira’s

Mavis earlier was a test he set

how much he cared

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

pros and

time, Waylen chose Rena

the house of the Fowler

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

and ascended

checking on Alexis and Marcus, he

was left unlocked, so he was able to

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

skin gleamed like crystal

Waylen liked her body.

was

kissed her, softly at first and then more and more hungrily. He began tracing her

Rena didn’t even stir.

resistant of him

for a while, Waylen finally gave in and began touching

caress was what

misty eyes and stared at the big, handsome face in

instantly noticed the orange kiss mark on

must’ve left it

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

of me!”

him and didn’t want to sleep with him, so he gently nibbled on her earlobe and whispered, “Are you

sofa. Her body was alluring and

saw Mavis today, didn’t

Waylen was stunned.

explained, “Yes, I did, but

putting her pajamas

of his shirt and showed him the lipstick

stain on his white shirt stood out like a sore

swear we didn’t

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

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

even bother to lose

sat there quietly, her eyes starting to burn with tears. After a few heartbeats, she said calmly, “No, you didn’t do anything unfaithful. You just helped that woman get reinstated in

that any different

to help. I

want to

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

have already crossed the

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

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

Waylen grabbed a cigarette and lit it. He was shaking so badly

didn’t have to

quarrel

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

ached as

truth was

too much to drink, Waylen couldn’t

and thought arguing tonight wouldn’t do

rubbed his forehead and muttered, “Let’s talk about this tomorrow. Go

Rena stood still.

turn the doorknob, she called after him, “Take your shirt. I don’t want it in my

wife just stabbed him in the chest, Waylen

or not she

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