Because their father was always so focused on their mother.
After lulling the two children to sleep, Waylen went back to the bedroom.
The light inside was turned on.
Wearing nothing but a bathrobe, Rena was leaning against the headboard, reading.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWaylen stood at the door, slowly untying his tie.
He somehow was still bothered by what Harold said, so he deliberately asked, “The reunion’s in two days, right? Is your dress ready?”
Rena put down the book she was reading.
She couldn’t help but stare as Waylen took off his clothes, but not in a malicious way. There was just something so bewitching about the way he moved.
After a while, Rena came to herself and smiled. “In fact, it’s not just a reunion, but also the anniversary of our school. There’ll be a lot of people, so there’s no need to be so high-profile.”
Waylen tossed his shirt away and then approached her.
“Mrs. Fowler, you look good.”
From a man’s point of view, Rena was indeed beautiful.
And as her husband, Waylen liked the way she looked very much.
Looking into his deep eyes and his disheveled hair, Rena naturally wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. Even she was surprised that she took initiative.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut even after kissing him for a while, he still didn’t respond.
She couldn’t help but take a peek at him…
Waylen gently touched her face and pulled away from her kiss slightly, whispering in a hoarse voice, “I saw Harold at the club this evening. Rena, will he also be at the reunion?”
Rena thought for a moment and answered honestly, “No idea.”
The next moment, Waylen climbed on top of her, trapping her in place…
His eyes asked her for a kiss.
“If he goes, I’ll go, too,” he said decisively.
With Rena lying underneath him, her bathrobe had slipped to the side, exposing her delicate clavicle. She touched her husband’s chiseled chin and giggled Like a schoolgirl. “Waylen, why are you so immature?”