Just then, the butler knocked on the door.

“Mr. and Mrs. Fowler, Mr. Kyle Watson and Mr. Albert Watson want to see you.”

Rena turned to Waylen and searched for an answer in his eyes.

In response, Waylen pinched Rena’s cheek.

“They’re here because of you.

Mark’s not here. I’ll go ahead and entertain them.”

After saying that, Waylen swiftly left the room.

Once he was gone, Rena stood up and sat down in front of the mirror where she combed her long brown hair with her fingers. As she did, her mind raced and entertained different thoughts.

She had been ignoring Kyle for a while now. Perhaps it was time for her to see him.

She got up, tidied herself up, and got changed. Then, she headed toward the living room.

Once Kyle saw her, he smiled and greeted, “Rena, how have you been? Six months pregnant, right?”

Rena smiled at him.

The servant served her a bowl of nutritional soup. However, since she didn’t have a good appetite, she only managed to finish half of the bowl.

But when Waylen was the one who personally made her breakfast, Rena ate the food with much gusto.

Albert had been observing their interaction for a while and was surprised.

He always thought Rena and Waylen lived carefree lives with multiple servants to serve them well.

He never expected Waylen would cook breakfast for Rena himself.

The more he thought about it, the more Albert realized that he couldn’t bring himself to do that.

This realization made him ponder whether he truly had feelings for Rena.

Rena paid no heed to Albert’s feelings for her.

Her attention was largely focused on Kyle because she wanted the project he was involved in.

Both she and Kyle were cunning people.

Rena deliberately didn’t mention anything about guiding Albert. She just smiled and said, “I’m pregnant. I don’t pay attention to the business stuff.”

Hearing this, Kyle sank his head in disappointment.

Despite the implicit rejection, Kyle and Albert still stayed for lunch.

Once they were done eating, Waylen continued his business talks with Kyle.

Rena, on the other hand, decided to enjoy the beautiful day outside and smell the scent of the roses in the big garden.

With a pair of scissors, she decided to prune a bunch of the champagne roses.

Once she was done, she handed over the severed branches to the servant.

Expecting the servant to be behind her, she turned around but was startled by Albert’s presence instead.

“Why are you here?”

Albert was standing behind her. Up close, she could feel a quiet rage simmering deep down Albert.

Albert placed the freshly cut roses aside and questioned, “I’ve done as you told. I’m sick of sleeping with that woman. When will you fulfill your promise?”

Rena simply glanced at Albert and turned her attention back to the roses.

She continued to cut the roses, intending to get a bunch of roses for Cecilia to put them in the bedroom for viewing.

Growing impatient, Albert gnashed his teeth and grabbed Rena’s wrist.

Rena didn’t take too kindly to this.

“Let go of me,” she said coldly.

“Show some respect.”

Albert reluctantly pulled his hand back and shouted awkwardly, “I don’t want to do anything to you. I just want to know when you’ll assist me with my business.”

Rena put down the scissors and sat down with her hands resting on her belly.

“Why are you in such a hurry? I’m working on it.”

Despite her assurance, Albert was still disgruntled. He thought Rena was currently on vacation. She was either sleeping to nourish the baby inside her or trimming the flowers in the garden all day long. She was leading a comfortable life. How could she be doing anything serious?

Albert didn’t believe Rena’s words.

“Are you really capable of this?” Albert asked, his eyes warily narrowing at Rena.

Rena continued tending to the roses, seemingly oblivious to Albert’s questions. She marveled at the beauty of these stemmed roses and wondered how elegant they would look once put in a vase.

After a while, she smiled at Albert and replied, “Just wait.”

With his nerves on edge, Albert thought about smoking, but on second thought, he decided not to.

At that moment, Waylen approached them.

pierced through the window, making the garden feel as warm as spring. Rena was wearing a white wool dress while quietly

slender whenever viewed from behind, and her long brown hair cascaded down her waist like a majestic

not been present, Waylen would’ve wanted

another man, he couldn’t help

quietly approached her and took the

is gorgeous,”

Rena smiled.

said, “Don’t worry. I will fulfill my

their quiet intimacy, mixed

get closer to Rena, but his brain told him to restrain himself and keep a

Eventually, he left.

he was gone, Waylen asked Rena, “Why did you

fiddled with the vase before shooting a glance

“Why?

you jealous? Or are you just making up an

response. He leaned closer to her, his Lips almost touching her ear, and whispered, “You really know

didn’t do

the two vases of flowers in front of her. Once she was done, she gave

Cecilia saw it, her face brightened. She

Mark went back to

fiddling with the vase. With some alcohol coursing through his system, he had a certain level of bravery that he would

usually see your hands working this hard,” he

want to understand the real meaning behind

with him for so many times, it was difficult

uttered, “You keep teasing me just because you

something within Mark

voice from his beloved

hand. Then, he carried her in his

wrapped around his waist, Cecilia could feel the warmth of Mark’s body radiating through his thin layer of shirt. The

as he gently

back?” he said in

were brought up, Cecilia would always end up in a disadvantageous position. Flustered by the

antics made Mark’s eyes

saying anything, he lowered his head and kissed

could go any deeper, Cecilia pushed

thought… I thought we

to it,” Mark responded

closer and began planting soft kisses in

to do it with a woman while they’re together, then there must be something wrong with their relationship,” he

bear not to

her lips and looked away. After a while,

grew more passionate, something kept niggling at the back of Cecilia’s mind. She caressed Mark’s sweaty cheek and, in between moans, she said, “Kyle came

She sniffled.

think

to Cecilia and hungry for

a just

his head and playfully bit

say you’re

threw her to bed. Then, he pounced

her head on Mark’s chest, catching her

of competent women around him. Aside from Cathy who was astoundingly capable, Miss Holt was remarkably outstanding

despised Cathy, she couldn’t deny Cathy’s

thought of this fact brought a sense of insecurity

already calmed down. When he saw the look on Cecilia’s face, he could tell she was still thinking about it. So, he planted a consoling kiss on her forehead and said, “I

Cecilia

with her soft fingertips and drew

is capable. But Waylen and Rena have a

was capable, much like most members of the Evans family. Her character didn’t resemble her

Reina. Both of them had a simple yet

looked at Cecilia, the more

her head and pulled her closer to him,

we are who we are,” he

the things that Mark liked about Cecilia

wife, then

Cecilia felt reassured thanks to

whispering, “My brother said they’ll be going

soon as Mark heard that,

a second, he thought he had misheard. Cecilia would leave

his side, but she sounded like she really wanted to

some work to take

for you in

smile broke on

I’ll visit you and our son whenever

few days,

lose herself in their passions as well, but she was worried about his health. After all,

brought it up,

age? Have I

particularly offended by this. As punishment, he did her rough, reaching his climax after

Rena had

carrying out

family’s house for a day already. Now, this very individual was in

Mark nor Cecilia

back to Duefron with Waylen and their children together with Cecilia

that he didn’t even have time to see them

plane and stared at her phone for a while

understood Mark’s predicament. After his project failed, its launch had to be delayed for another half a month. He must be stressed out and loaded with work.

see if she

painstaking efforts

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