A rosy hue adorned Rena’s cheeks.


    After a brief pause, she whispered, “Usually five days.”


    Upon hearing her response, Waylen withdrew his hands, rolled over andy still.


    His touch ceased entirely.


    In the morning, Rena took the initiative to assist him in fastening his tie.


    Bathed in the gentle morning light, her delicate visage radiated exquisite beauty.


    Waylen grasped her hand, his voice tender as he suggested, “Why don’t you go shopping and treat yourself to new attire? You know, getting ready for the school reunion.”


    Rena had grown ustomed to frugality in recent times.


    Sincerityced her words as she admitted, “It would require a considerable sum of money.”


    A smile yed upon Waylen’s lips.


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    “Simply purchase some clothes and charge it to the ona I provided. I happen to be in need of a few shirts and you can assist me with selecting them.”


    Rena discerned his true intentions; he merely wished to entice her into a shopping excursion. After all, his wardrobe boasted an abundance of shirts.


    Women by nature, possessed an inclination for indulging in sartorial pursuits.


    Expressing her gratitude with gentle sincerity, Rena softly uttered, “Thank you.”


    Waylen leaned in, pressing his lips against hers and replied, “You’re most wee.”


    Rena aspired to bring him joy.


    Her arms encircled his neck, initiating a tender kiss.


    Waylen’s initial reaction was one of astonishment.


    His heart then fluttered, skipping a beat.


    As he arrived at thew firm, his cheerful disposition remained intact. Even Jazlyn noticed his uplifted spirits and his enhanced allure.Content is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    At ten o’clock in the morning, a gentle knock echoed, announcing Jazlyn’s entrance.


    With a radiant smile, she addressed him, “Mr. Fowler, the legal counselor from the Moore Group seeks your audience! Having reviewed your schedule, I’ve found an avable slot at four o’clock this afternoon…”


    “I have no desire to meet with him!” Waylen dered in an apathetic tone.