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Rena smiled. “Sitting here makes me feel comfortable.”

Waylen couldn’t help but smile back at her, Leaning over to kiss her.

Rena let him kiss her, probably to make him happy. She even wrapped her arms around his neck to kiss him back. Waylen sat down and pulled Rena to sit on his lap.

His coat around her shoulders fell to the ground, and his palm sneakily slipped into her skirt.

She gently bit his shoulder and whispered shyly, “We should go back to the bedroom first.”

Waylen withdrew his hand, patted her on the waist, and teased, “What’s going on in your dirty mind? And where are Alexis and Marcus?”

Rena blushed at Waylen’s teasing, but she also guessed what he was thinking.

She gently stroked his handsome face and answered, “Your parents said that you and I need some alone time to cultivate our relationship, so they picked up the kids earlier.”

Waylen nodded, wrapping his arms around Rena’s waist.

The two fell silent.

Truth be told, their relationship was stable, and they got along well with each other. He was considerate to her, and she was obedient to him.

The only problem was that there was less passion between them these days, and there was nothing wrong with that. It was only normal.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Two more weeks Later.

Aline’s husband was found guilty of homicide and was sentenced to prison for twenty years with no chance of parole.

And just like that, Aline’s family was broken up.

Aline got about 50@ million in cash, but that was it. It was a far cry from the rich life she had dreamed of having.

Rena, on the other hand, didn’t kick Aline when the latter was down. In fact, she barely thought of her.

Unexpectedly, their paths crossed again at the party of the Smith family.

Rena was going to shoot a movie, so she was surrounded by a group of young actors who were eager to act with Flora.

Vera’s husband, Roscoe, always kept an eye on her.

But tonight, Roscoe wasn’t around, so Vera let her guard down. Looking at the handsome young men around her, she touched her face, regretting that she hadn’t worn a more delicate makeup.

Seeing this, Rena asked Vera to restrain herself in a low voice.

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