NovelBarHe knew that it wasn’t easy to placate Rena.
There was a sob in Cecilia’s voice. “Dad has blown his lid, Waylen. You have got to come back here right now. Rena is clearing out a room and moving into it. She’s separating herself from you.”
Rena was going to start sleeping in a different room.
Waylen was stunned.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter a while, he whispered, “I see. |have to go.”
He hung up with his sister and immediately dialed Rena’s number.
Unexpectedly, Rena answered after a few rings.
For a moment, he didn’t know what to say. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, “Happy New Year.”
After a long silence, Rena replied, “Happy New Year to you, too.”
“I’ll be back this afternoon,” Waylen said in a hurry.
Then, he began explaining the situation and how it was developing so far.
While Waylen was explaining himself over the phone, Rena was in her new master suite and directing people where to place the furniture and other things. After Waylen stopped talking, she said to him coolly, “Whatever.”
After their brief conversation on the phone, Rena finally hung up and took charge of the workers.
Within half a day, a suite was fully arranged.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmExhausted, Rena leaned against the sofa to catch her breath.
The solitude of the afternoon made her yearn for Waylen even more.
She couldn’t help but open the diary he had left for her and read it carefully.
Her eyes filled with tears as she thought of him.
She missed him deeply.
She missed their relationship, and all the moments they had shared together.
In the late afternoon, around four o’clock, the sleek black Maybach slowly pulled up. Waylen opened the door and stepped out of the car.
Korbyn and Juliette had taken the children out, leaving the villa very quiet. Waylen stopped a servant and asked in a hoarse voice, “Where is my wife”
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