A pang of sorrow tugged at Waylen’s heart.

He longed to whisk Rena, now 20, away, as if he could possess two versions of her.

One mature and refined.

The other youthful and naive.

The very notion was almost unbearable to contemplate. His head dipped, lips pressing against her forehead, a murmur escaping his lips. “We’ll be together, Rena. Trust me.”

Rena lifted her head gently from his embrace, sunlight streaming through the window and casting a warm glow upon her youthful countenance.

Her complexion was flawless, her brows elegantly arched, and her chestnut locks cascaded gracefully down her waist, framing her enticing figure.

Her eyes, deep and bright like those of a newborn animal, held a tremor as she spoke with a quivering voice.

“I trust you.”

For Rena, who now stood at 20, this relationship had been akin to an unexpected afternoon rainstorm.

She had initially resisted its downpour, yet upon her first step into this apartment, an inexplicable sense of familiarity had overtaken her, leading her to a complete surrender.

It felt as though fate itself had orchestrated Waylen’s appearance by her side, that day on campus merely a serendipitous convergence.

Rena had always been steadfast in following her emotions, unwavering in her desire to be with Waylen.

The gap in their social statuses, the potential disapproval of his parents—such considerations had been forgotten, cast aside in the fervor of her hastily formed connection with him.

In her fragility and vulnerability, a hint of grievance lingered, but Waylen’s silent presence assured her.

He yearned to lead her back to reality, though his lips remained sealed.

Enfolding her in his embrace, he unraveled his plans, weaving dreams of a future for them both. A music studio for Rena after graduation, nestled in Duefron’s most prestigious locale, and their marriage when she reached 24.

Then she would begin to give birth to their children.

As Waylen spoke, the woman in his arms grew increasingly drowsy, nestling against his neck with a glint of tears at the corner of her eye.

silly girl. Why did she cry?

A tender kiss graced her lips before he gently carried her in his arms and walked back to the bedroom.

The upcoming school anniversary loomed, a mere week away.

Waylen stood sentinel over Rena’s well-being, a protective shield around her. He ventured to the Gordon household in person, earnestly beseeching Darren for permission to have Rena under his care temporarily. Waylen took on the mantle of chauffeur, ensuring her safe passage to and from school.

Initially resistant, Darren’s resolve eventually wavered after an all-night session of chess with Waylen.

At the break of dawn, consent was granted.

With Eloise’s assistance, Rena’s belongings were swiftly assembled, and Waylen escorted her away.

Downstairs, he loaded Rena’s suitcase into the car’s trunk.

However, her demeanor spoke of unrest, her expression far from jubilant.

As he settled into the driver’s seat and secured his seatbelt, a casual question slipped from his lips.

“You’re not enthusiastic about living with me?”

An air of unease settled upon Rena.

Averted eyes and a brief silence later, she whispered softly, “Waylen, don’t misunderstand. I’m certain of my feelings for you. But I can’t ignore the sense of being controlled, of things moving too swiftly.”

A furrow formed between her brows as she continued, “I’m not keen on cohabiting.”

Waylen’s eyes were full of affection.

He was good-looking and she was really tempted, but she still had to say what she should say.

“Waylen, although you have talked about the future with me, who can tell what will happen in the future? What if one day you grow weary of me or find another girl more suited? Would you then want me to leave? I couldn’t bear that.”

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

Alongside her grievance, a genuine affection for him shone through.

Waylen’s touch was gentle as he caressed her delicate visage. With one hand, he retrieved a document from the front compartment of the car and placed it in Rena’s hand.

Bewildered, she glanced down to find a transfer contract.

The apartment and the piano belonged to her now, along with an astonishing sum: over 12@ billion dollars’ worth of movable and immovable assets held by Waylen had been transferred to her.

Stunned, Rena bit her tender lip and murmured, “This isn’t what I want.”

Waylen, sensing her fear, adopted a playful tone.

“Still anxious, are you? How about I give you ownership of my body too? Then you can be completely assured, right?”

His forehead gently met hers, his voice soft as he continued, “My body is immovable property, but in your hands, it might become personal property. This particular product isn‘t traded on the market. From now on, you’re the sole authorized user.”

Blushing and indignant, Rena thought him audacious

Taking her hand, Waylen urged her to sign the document.

Stubbornly, she gazed up at him.

With a tender touch to her head, Waylen reasoned, “Didn’t you say I can foresee the future? Rena, what’s wrong with giving all this to my future wife?”

He seemed to be right.

At twenty years old, Rena signed a contract in advance, entrusting herself to Waylen.

Their cohabitation was a thrilling adventure to her.

It was the same for Waylen.

Nights found them on the same bed, exchanging kisses and affectionate touches. Under Waylen’s guidance, Rena gradually discovered new realms of intimacy.

Afterward, Rena spent a long time in the bathroom, cleansing her hands

When she emerged, Waylen was already dressed.

Surprised, she inquired.

“Are you heading out at this hour’ As he fastened his belt, Waylen playfully pinched her chin. “Indeed, I have some matters to attend to. You should go to bed. What would you like to eat? I’ll bring it back for you.”

not hungry. I’m focusing on staying in

speaking, Waylen regarded her with

might have carried a different implication. However, it wasn’t

The Duefron Film Theatre.

the theater’s entrance ajar, allowing Waylen an

the dimness within, he flicked

daylight. The sound of his footsteps resonated through the spacious emptiness as

he had witnessed Rena being struck by

eyes and joined palms, Waylen offered a moment of

there was

seated, a vigil

a call to the music

sleep, his tone

of annoyance echoed

proceeded directly to his

anniversary celebrations with various performances. I have

Nelson hesitated.

held a hint of amusement. “I’m prepared to donate

there was no hesitation

merely a performance. No need

Waylen’s smile deepened.

to play the piano. I’LL also

Nelson readily agreed.

If Waylen desired, Rena’s name could adorn the entire venue. The offer wasn’t solely about the 20 million dollars.

call, Waylen departed

his

*

remained absent

knowing she

he unlocked the apartment door, he was met with a waft

entire house was filled with the

in an oversized T-shirt and

bit like a

home last night. Why didn’t you call me? It’s not good to indulge a man like this. Rena, as Mrs. Fowler-to-be, your first lesson should be Learning to rein me in…

blushed, responding, “Who’s going to plead for that

curve of

“I am.”

his mind, their

inexperienced, she willingly wrapped her arms around his shoulders, cooperating as he guided her Afterward, a sense of fulfillment settled over him. In a hushed tone, he said, “I’ll

a soft refusal. “I can take a

her bottom, he questioned,

from confessing but didn’t

after, freshly shaven in front of the mirror.

countenance remained as handsome

hardship for Rena, he

His palms turned clammy.

razor grazed his

the bathroom, Waylen seemed his

dark blue shirt and iron gray suit

he exuded

help but steal glances at

of Rena sharing her culinary creations with Waylen, who

be the

joyfully, “So, for the next four

Waylen remained silent.

he sealed the conversation

he wouldn’t be with her over the next four years. Instead, he would be waiting for her in the future… At that time, Rena would already be a mature woman and

to Rena, she reveled in their

understanding of her. She felt at ease in his

Waylen accompanied

vehicle was

to proceed further, yet their presence drew a fair share of

she said unhappily, “It’s all your fault Saddened by

a kiss on his chin before stepping out of the

Waylen finally identified whom

Alexis took after him.

was a striking resemblance to the

word that the original piano solo opportunity was designated for Aline. Eventually, the

afternoon, Rena crossed paths

of the piano solo had traversed the music school, generating a

Aline seethed with resentment.

Rena had got so much, why did Rena snatch her opportunity? Many celebrities in Duefron would be present in this school anniversary. It was an

Rena’s composed demeanor, she sneered, “It’s not over

for self-presentation,

no such desire, yet she wouldn’t willingly forgo an opportunity that had been granted to

faint smile curved

further stung

“You’re probably doing this for Vera, aren’t you? Rena, it’s

Rena shook her head.

Vera had managed to secure an excellent relationship despite her breakup with Joseph.

served only

by the school’s principal being in his early fifties. He was not bad looking, but after all, he was also a middle-aged

She had no inhibitions.

herself to Nelson would secure a prime opportunity, a trade she deemed worthwhile. Furthermore, rumors of Nelson’s indiscreet private

was convinced her plan would

once discussed dedicating ourselves to art. I won’t ask you to sacrifice your body for art’s sake. It’s a spiritual endeavor, not a carnal one. Stripping down is easy, but it’s much

surprised,

I assure you, the school had

in her belief that Rena had stolen her

around her,

the library, her profile exuding an air of

other men before, Aline possessed a keen

and inexperienced. Yet now, her bearing exuded the unmistakable feminine aura of someone cherished by a man. Could it

and noble man stirred a bitter

that moment, Rena glanced up and

unresolved, causing Rena to intentionally ignore

Rena, but the four vigilant bodyguards promptly intervened,

drew the attention

wait and see!” With

her

Joseph, demanding,

with Vera. He responded indignantly,

a seductive smile. “Let’s meet.” Joseph

encounters, Joseph emerged from a shower, draped in

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