Post-shower, a wave of relief washed over him, dispelling the remnants of unease that had lingered from the electrician’s rental house. His spirits were lifted as he rejoined Rena on the sofa, wrapping his arms around her form for aforting embrace.


    He traded his attire for a casual shirt and suit pants, a subtle transformation that didn’t escape Rena’s observation.


    She was privy to the nuances of his moods, recognizing his tendency to appear moreposed when troubled.


    Nestling against his shoulder, she inquired in a hushed tone.


    “What’s bothering you?”


    “Nothing.”


    He brushed her concern off with a gentle touch as he grazed her delicate features.


    Waylen proceeded downstairs to prepare a noodle dish, soon returning with a steaming bowl. Rena, having consumed chicken soup earlier, wascking appetite due to both her dietary preferences and pregnancy considerations. His understanding of her needs was impable.


    He sat by her side, consuming the noodles.


    Amidst the mundane, theirpanionship brought ease to the moment, Rena scrutinized his features beneath the soft light, noting the passage of time etched subtly around his eyes. The years had lent a mature charm to his countenance, enhancing his allure.


    Her fingers extended to caress his eyes, a touch that evoked a warm response from him.


    Following a pause, he resumed eating and inquired in a lighthearted voice.


    “Are you craving another intimate encounter?”


    His yful touch grazed her protruding belly affectionately.


    A blush dusted Rena’s cheeks, and her heart raced in response.


    Though her instincts told her to push him away, the warmth of his hand was irresistible, and she hesitated to release it.


    “Enough already.”


    A faint smile yed on Waylen’s lips as he concluded his meal.


    With the table cleared, he scooped Rena into his arms, cing her on the sofa. His shoulder became her pillow, fingers tenderly smoothing her hair.Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    This simple intimacy held a profound significance, offeringfort in the midst of an ordinary night.


    His caresses, though gentle, held a power akin to balm, soothing Rena‘s soul.


    With her head nestled on his shoulder, she murmured, “Waylen, you’ve changed a lot.”


    “Have I? What’s different?”


    “It’s hard to exin. For instance, you wouldn’t have dined at the tea table before. You used to be so meticulous about meals.”