Female NovelIt was nearly 12 o’clock when Waylen finally returned home.
The soft glow of the hall light greeted him as he entered, and an air of tranquility enveloped the entire house.
Waylen ascended the stairs, first checking on the children in their rooms before Loosening his tie and making his way back to the master bedroom. Rena had already fallen asleep, and the room was illuminated by the gentle moonlight.
Standing at the foot of the bed, he gazed at her for a while before stepping into the bathroom.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
The smell of cigarettes and alcohol clung to his coat and shirt. He shed them and placed them in the laundry basket before taking a refreshing shower.
Once he was done, he slid into bed and Lay down beside Rena.
Even though she breathed calmly, he knew she was awake. She simply chose not to engage in conversation with him.
Waylen pressed a tender kiss on the back of her neck and whispered, “Don’t you want to ask me about tonight?”
Rena’s body tensed up slightly, and she remained silent.
Recalling the teasing remarks from the people at the banquet and Rena’s suggestion of finding a young girl, Waylen felt a sense of dissatisfaction. He wrapped his arms around Rena’s slender waist, drawing her close to him.
As they made love, neither of them uttered a word.
The room was filled with hushed emotions, a silent release of pent-up feelings.
Afterward, Waylen was thankful that he remembered to wear a condom.
Rena didn’t take a shower but instead drifted off to sleep, still lying on her side.
Quietly, Waylen Lifted the quilt and got up.
While in the shower, his mind pondered how they had come to this point in their relationship.
He couldn’t decipher Rena’s feelings. If anything, this encounter had left him in an even worse mood.
Early in the morning, the peaceful ambiance enveloped Rena’s home as she immersed herself in household chores.
She carefully gathered the clothes that Waylen had taken off the previous night, intending to send them for dry cleaning. As she picked up his shirt, a faint fragrance of perfume wafted into her senses.
The scent was youthful and sweet, raising her suspicions.
Rena paused for a while, looking stunned.
Did Waylen return so Late last night to get back at her or start a fierce struggle with her by letting another woman get close to him?
Examining the shirt closely, she found no traces of lipstick.
However, while tidying up Waylen’s coat, a business card fell out of the pocket.