Female NovelWaylen stood sentinel over Rena’s well-being, a protective shield around her. He ventured to the Gordon household in person, earnestly beseeching Darren for permission to have Rena under his care temporarily. Waylen took on the mantle of chauffeur, ensuring her safe passage to and from school.
Initially resistant, Darren’s resolve eventually wavered after an all-night session of chess with Waylen.
At the break of dawn, consent was granted.
With Eloise’s assistance, Rena’s belongings were swiftly assembled, and Waylen escorted her away.
Downstairs, he loaded Rena’s suitcase into the car’s trunk.
However, her demeanor spoke of unrest, her expression far from jubilant.
As he settled into the driver’s seat and secured his seatbelt, a casual question slipped from his lips.
“You’re not enthusiastic about living with me?”
An air of unease settled upon Rena.
Averted eyes and a brief silence later, she whispered softly, “Waylen, don’t misunderstand. I’m certain of my feelings for you. But I can’t ignore the sense of being controlled, of things moving too swiftly.”
A furrow formed between her brows as she continued, “I’m not keen on cohabiting.”
Waylen’s eyes were full of affection.
He was good-looking and she was really tempted, but she still had to say what she should say.
“Waylen, although you have talked about the future with me, who can tell what will happen in the future? What if one day you grow weary of me or find another girl more suited? Would you then want me to leave? I couldn’t bear that.”
As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.
Alongside her grievance, a genuine affection for him shone through.
Waylen’s touch was gentle as he caressed her delicate visage. With one hand, he retrieved a document from the front compartment of the car and placed it in Rena’s hand.
Bewildered, she glanced down to find a transfer contract.
The apartment and the piano belonged to her now, along with an astonishing sum: over 12@ billion dollars’ worth of movable and immovable assets held by Waylen had been transferred to her.
Stunned, Rena bit her tender lip and murmured, “This isn’t what I want.”
Waylen, sensing her fear, adopted a playful tone.
“Still anxious, are you? How about I give you ownership of my body too? Then you can be completely assured, right?”Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org