Waylen erupted in laughter, his face contorted with anger.
Retuming to the seat opposite Rena, he reached for the now cold coffee, raising it to his lips as he savored each sip with deliberate slowness
Upon draining the last drop, he disdainfully placed the empty cup back on the table and curled his lip in contempt.
“And so, I frequently visit your abode to spend time with our child, do I? Should bad weather strike, may I find shelter within your walls? Rena… You may possess self-control but I fear I lack such restraint.
Should news of the GEO of Exceed Group engaging in a prolonged affair with his former spouse become public, it will undoubtedly tarnish my reputation and jeopardize my future marriage.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis words dripped with flirtation, igniting a furious rage within Rena.
Damn it!
She no longer wished to engage in conversation with him. They were destined never to reach an agreement.
Just then, the clock chimed seven times, piercing the air,
It was seven in the morning
Waylen glanced at his timepiece and advised Rena, “Go and freshen up; change your attire. We can escort Alexis to school together later.”
His countenance softened slightly. “she will be overjoyed, no doubt.”
Rena complied, her gentleness stemming from her deep concern for her child.
Insisting on utilizing the guest room for her ablutions, she deemed changing her clothes unnecessary.
As she finished her shower and got dressed, she was struck by the onset of her menstrual cycle.
A faint stain of blood now adored her beige skirt.
Time slipped away from her in the bathroom. Waylen rapped on the door, inquiring, “Have you finished your shower? Alexis will wake up soon. It would displease her if she were unable to see you…”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWorse yet, it could potentially trigger another relapse.
Rena was filled with anxiety.
She hastily cracked open the door. After all, she and Waylen had once been married, so certain matters were not as difficult to discuss. “I’m menstruating. Do you happen to have any tampons and women’s clothing here?”
Waylen’s eyes delved into the depths of her being.
He cast a slow, thoughtful gaze upon her and replied, “Why would I possess such items? T have not had any women in my life during these years, so of course I do not possess women’s clothing here.”
Rena bit her lip and retorted, “No one is asking you to prove your loyalty. But how am I to proceed now?”
Waylen studied her intently for a moment before uttering, “Wait here.”