She was greeted with ribel’s smiling face. “You should put on your shoes, Miss Gordon, or else Mr. Fowler will feel sorry for you.”


    Rena obliged. She quickly put on some slippers and then practically flew downstairs, only to be shocked by what she saw.


    Positioned right in front of the French windows was a grand piano—a very expensive grand piano.


    It was even said that King Louis II had once yed this piano.


    The piano had a beautiful name, too—”“Morning Dew”.


    Rena couldn’t help but stroke the shiny ck lid in awe.


    Resting on top of the lid was a red rose. Suddenly, Rena remembered that after they had ***st night, Waylen had held her in his arms and whispered in her ear, “You are my morning dew.”This belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.


    Her face burned from shyness. It turned out that Waylen was such a romantic!


    Seeing the happy expression on her face, ribel beamed at her. “Miss Gordon, how about you try it out? I’d love to hear you y.”


    Rena nodded enthusiastically.


    She sat down, raised the lid, and let her slender fingers dance over the keys lightly,


    ribel didn’t know much about the piece Rena was ying, but it was undeniably pleasant to the ears.


    Rena was still in her vintagece nightgown, and her long brown hair was a bit disheveled from having just woken up.


    Sitting there, ying the piano, she was indescribably beautiful!


    ribel sighed wistfully. Waylen was so lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend.


    Rena soon finished the song.


    She stroked the delicate keys and marveled at the beauty of this piano.


    Just then, the phone in the bedroom rang. Knowing that it was Waylen calling, ribel wisely left to give Rena privacy.


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    Rena went to get her phone and answered the call.


    “Have you seen the gift yet?” Waylen asked with a faint smile.


    For some reason, Rena couldn’t help but blush when she heard his voice. She gently bit her red lip and whispered, “Yes, but it’s too expensive!”


    “It doesn’t matter as long as you like it. Well? Do you like it?”


    Rena replied honestly, “I don’t just like it; I love it! Waylen, thank you so much.”


    However, her expression of gratitude was met with silence. Just when Rena was getting a little anxious, Waylen’s hoarse voice sounded from the other end of the line. “I’ll wait for you to thank me properly tonight.”


    Rena’s heart skipped a beat. She knew what he meant.