NovelBarHe had been lying on his back, but now he turned to face her, looking at her delicate features under the dim light. He whispered, “Rena, I’m 33 years old now. Can you calculate how much time we’ve truly spent together in the past five years? I’ve dedicated my prime to you.
Rena touched his face and asked, “And whose fault is it?”
Perhaps during the late hours, all humans become soft-hearted, allowing them to confide their secrets without reservations.
“It’s my fault!” Waylen apologized in a hoarse voice.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Rena, don’t be mad at me anymore! From now on, | will treat you well!” ©
Unable to resist, he pulled her closer, holding her tightly in his arms.
He had lost her for too long
His constant desire to be intimate with her wasn’t solely due to his physical needs. It was also a desperate attempt to prove that she still belonged to him.
The night was still young…
Waylen rolled over and claimed her once again.
After a few days of indulgence, Waylen found himself struck down with a fever.
Rena, feeling both shy and angry, decided to keep him at home to recuperate and also forbade him from getting too close to her.
Despite his illness, Waylen couldn’t resist touching her, leaving Rena at a loss on how to handle his advances. She was hesitant to take him to the hospital, so she called a family doctor to attend to him at home.
One Monday, Rena received a call from Juliette, who invited her over for tea.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBreathing a sigh of relief, Rena entered the study where she found Waylen leaning against the sofa, engrossed in reading business-related documents.
He looked relaxed and comfortable, dressed in a white sweater and grey casual pants.
Rena gently touched his forehead, relieved to find that his fever wasn’t too severe anymore.
“Are you going out?” Waylen asked, noticing Rena’s attire.
She replied, “Your mother wanted me to spend some time with her.”
Looking back at his documents, Waylen snorted teasingly. “Are you planning to leave the patient at home? Mrs. Fowler… Aren’t you going to take responsibility for me after you enjoyed the sex?” he playfully remarked.
Blushing, Rena replied softly, “I’ll be back early this afternoon.”
Waylen remained silent, but when Rena kissed him and asked if that would suffice, he stared at her for a long time before slowly saying, “Yeah, | want chicken soup tonight.”
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
