Female NovelWhile Rena was busy making breakfast, Waylen entered the kitchen. He was dressed nicely in a crisp shirt and tailored slacks, his faintly refreshing scent of aftershave filling her nose as he approached.
He hugged Rena from behind and asked her for a morning kiss.
He kissed the dewy skin behind her ear and asked in a low, hoarse voice, “You heard me Last night, right?”
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Rena’s thoughts were muddled.
She tried to push him away, but he wrapped his arms around her waist firmly.
They were so close to each other that she could tangibly feel his desire for her. She couldn’t help but recall how he had pleasured himself last night.
Wasn’t that enough?
“I have to take Alexis to school later, and you should get going to work, too.”
Still, he was unwilling to set her free. “You can keep blowing me off with whatever excuse you can come up with. Rena, you’ve gotten used to fooling your husband, haven’t you? Now, you don’t care about me. The letter from Mavis, me touching myself… You didn’t ask anything because you just don’t care anymore. You never call me even when I attend social engagements and came home late…”
Finally, he couldn’t contain his fear and blurted, “Rena, do you still love me?”
Rena was taken aback by his blunt inquiry.
Because after they reconciled and got back together, he had treated her with utmost care and never required anything of her.
Now, he was suddenly pining for her love.
There were plenty of things in life that could be attained through hard work, but Love wasn’t one of them, and it had become a luxury for people their age. She reminisced the times she was young and once desperately yearned for his love.
But now, the tables had turned.
Rena gently caressed his handsome face. Over the years, he had aged gracefully, and she could feel his warmth at her fingers.
She was content with their current life.
She thought they could live like this forever, but his unrelenting stubbornness had exceeded her expectation.
A faint smile tugged at the corners of Rena’s lips. “Of course I do,” she answered softly.
Waylen stared at her intently for a long time. “I’ll ask Jazlyn to free up my schedule. Let’s go on a family trip next month, okay?”
A crease formed on Rena’s forehead.