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.”

hungry. I’m focusing on

Waylen regarded her with

have carried a different

The Duefron Film Theatre.

facilitated by Jazlyn had the theater’s entrance ajar, allowing

within, he flicked on the lights, banishing the

his footsteps resonated through the spacious emptiness as Waylen made his

which he had witnessed Rena being struck by

and joined palms, Waylen

reopened, there was ruthlessness in

vigil held from

a call to the music

was roused from sleep, his tone suddenly brightening “Hello,

a pang of

Waylen proceeded directly to his

have a rather unconventional request. I’d like my girlfriend to

Nelson hesitated.

held a hint of amusement. “I’m prepared to donate 20 million dollars to

was no hesitation from

merely a performance. No need to talk

Waylen’s smile deepened.

play the piano. I’LL also

Nelson readily agreed.

The offer wasn’t solely about the 20 million dollars. Nelson

concluded the call, Waylen

elongated his figure as he walked

*

absent throughout the

had anticipated Rena’s displeasure, knowing she had a tendency

he was met with

house was filled with the

the kitchen, Rena bustled about, clad in an oversized T-shirt and a

bit

her into an embrace from behind, he whispered, “I didn’t come 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,

blushed, responding, “Who’s going to plead

delicate curve

“I am.”

his mind, their passion

around his shoulders, cooperating as he guided her Afterward, a sense of fulfillment settled over him. In a hushed

a soft refusal. “I can take a bus or a

Playfully patting her bottom, he questioned, “Do

from confessing but didn’t

shortly after, freshly shaven

his countenance remained as handsome as ever.

hardship

His palms turned clammy.

razor grazed his chin, a thin line

the bathroom, Waylen seemed

appearance for a dark

this ensemble, he exuded

help but steal glances

consisted of Rena sharing her culinary creations

be the one cooking

“So, for the next four years, I’ll

Waylen remained silent.

close, he sealed the conversation with

four years. Instead, he would be waiting for her in the future… At that time,

to Rena, she

Waylen possessed a deep understanding of her. She felt at ease in his

accompanied Rena

vehicle was

the school gates, Rena refused to proceed further, yet their

Saddened by her situation, Waylen offered a

his chin before stepping

retreating form, Waylen finally

Alexis took after him.

striking

number, stating. “Spread the word that the original piano solo opportunity was designated for Aline. Eventually, the

Rena crossed paths with

the music school, generating a spectacle

Aline seethed with resentment.

Rena snatch her opportunity? Many celebrities in Duefron

willing to give up so easily. Seeing Rena’s composed demeanor, she sneered, “It’s not over yet. Don’t get too

by such opportunities for

celebrities. Rena had no such desire, yet she wouldn’t willingly forgo an

smile

further

Aline queried, “You’re probably doing this for Vera, aren’t you? Rena, it’s not my fault. Vera Lacks

Rena shook her head.

excellent relationship despite her breakup

composure served only to escalate

out Nelson, Aline was undeterred by the school’s principal being in his early fifties. He was not bad looking, but

She had no inhibitions.

opportunity, a trade she deemed worthwhile. Furthermore, rumors of Nelson’s indiscreet private life lent credibility to

convinced her

Aline began to undress, Nelson gently restrained her, his tone infused with rectitude. “Aline, we once discussed dedicating ourselves to art. I won’t ask you to

stood surprised, her expression

advised, “I’m not sure where these false rumors originated, but I assure you, the school had never considered offering you

Rena had stolen her opportunity. Exiting

bodyguards around her, which

exuding an air of graceful elegance that captivated

other men before, Aline possessed a keen sense to discern the distinct aura emanating from

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

of the distinguished and noble man

up and caught

exacerbated by Vera, remained unresolved, causing Rena to intentionally ignore her

Rena, but the

drew the attention of

let’s wait and see!” With those words,

resumed her reading,

Joseph, demanding, “Where

Aline’s interference, Joseph had ended his relationship with Vera. He responded indignantly, “It

her gaze and adopted a seductive smile. “Let’s meet.” Joseph hesitated, eventually agreeing to rendezvous at

Joseph emerged from a shower, draped in a bathrobe, and

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