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“Just maintain your marriage like this, Rena! You are no Longer able to enjoy the sexual pleasure! Maybe if you choose to sleep with Harold, you’ll feel better than doing it with Waylen, huh?”
Unbeknownst to Aline, a golden Bentley was slowly driving towards the gate.
The window of the driver’s seat was rolled down.
Waylen had overheard Aline’s words clearly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtStill, his handsome face remained expressionless.
Aline seemed to notice that someone was staring at her, so she turned around and met Waylen’s gaze.
She pounced towards the car and slapped the car door desperately. “Mr. Fowler, please help me! Can you ask Rena to have mercy on Fred? Please! I’ll do anything to repay you!”
Aline was confident in her good looks, so she hoped that Waylen would pity her if she cried a little.
After all, Waylen probably wasn’t satisfied with his marriage since Rena refused to sleep with him. Aline, on the other hand, would be able to satisfy him if given the chance.
The golden Bentley Continental GT stopped next to her.
The windshield wipers kept swishing.
Waylen was wearing an expensive suit, rendering him particularly dapper. He lowered his head and lit a cigarette, which made him look both noble and unapproachable.
Aline gritted her teeth. She knew she was a terrible person.
She loved Harold. She had dated many men and even married a wealthy one, but at the end of the day, she still longed for Waylen.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe was jealous of Rena. Staring at Waylen, she knew that Rena was so lucky to have him.
Waylen puffed out a smoke ring and slowly turned his head to look at Aline. His glance was enough to make a woman have the desire to approach him.
Aline pleaded pitifully, “Help me.”
Smiling faintly, Waylen said in an icy-cold voice, “Mrs. Hanson, what happened to your husband was all orchestrated by me. What makes you think I’ll spare him? Oh, and you should know that I’m nothing like Harold. I’d never accept a disgusting woman like you.”
As he spoke, he looked at Aline with disgust.
Then he stubbed out his cigarette and turned his attention to the security guards.
“Why the hell are you still standing here? Get her out of my sight!”
Aline was stunned.