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The servant was aware of their quarrel and hesitated before answering, “She’s upstairs.”
Waylen nodded and made his way slowly to the upper floor.
He was still dressed in the same clothes he wore a few days ago, appearing neat but in need of a shower. However, before freshening up, he wanted to see Rena.
Finding her was no trouble.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn the dim light, he spotted Rena lying on the sofa, asleep and looking incredibly soft.
As he got closer, he noticed tear stains in the corners of her eyes.
Did she cry?
A pang of guilt washed over him. He placed a gentle hand on her side and leaned down, intending to kiss her…
But Rena stirred awake.
Her long eyelashes fluttered, and when she met his gaze, she seemed to regain her composure. She sat up, her tone carrying a hint of coldness. “You’re back.”
Waylen felt the distance in her voice.
Then, he surveyed their surroundings.
The bedroom had been well-decorated, suggesting that she planned to stay here for a while. Lowering his head, he whispered, “You’re angry with me, but you don’t want to leave, do you? The fact that you haven’t moved out means you still care about our marriage.”
Rena closed the book slowly, a sneer playing on her lips.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Mr. Fowler, don’t flatter yourself. | only stayed in this marriage for the children. Have you forgotten about Alexis’ condition?”
Waylen was taken aback.
Alexis had autism, so Rena just stayed for their daughter sake?
“That’s it. You can leave now,”
Rena said softly, acting as if he was a complete stranger.
But just a few days ago, in his car, she had a different expression on her face. “Waylen, | want to kiss you,” she had said with intoxication in her eyes.
Waylen couldn’t bring himself to leave.
Instead, he held onto Rena’s wrist, preventing her from escaping. He still wanted to kiss her, but as he leaned in, she turned her face away.