Female NovelHis fingers brushed against her face, a smile curving his lips.
Rena nestled deeper into his embrace, her voice soft as she probed, “Can you tell me now what’s been troubling you?”
Waylen was hesitant, for the darkness he faced was closely tied to her.
After a moment, he said slowly, “Rena, the chandelier incident in the theater was no ordinary accident. I suspect it was deliberately orchestrated.”
“So you suspect Aline?” Rena straightened, her long brown hair slightly disheveled.
Her graceful movements exuded an irresistible allure, reminding Waylen of the business they ought to discuss.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Nonetheless, he found himself captivated by her charm.
Teasingly, he remarked, “They say pregnancy clouds the mind for three years. Are you an exception? Blame my high IQ for offsetting your intelligence.”
He playfully touched her belly. Flushed and slightly flustered, Rena scolded, “Don’t change the subject!” Waylen reined in his emotions, speaking after a moment’s contemplation.
“I believe Aline may have bribed the electrician. However, the man died at dusk, likely during a sexual encounter.”
Rena, despite her strong mind, couldn’t help but tremble, fear coursing through her veins.
She furrowed her brow slightly and commented, “Aline is slender; it wouldn’t be easy for her to overpower a man when he’s off guard. She must have used other means.”
Waylen’s eyes sparkled with recognition.
Rena’s thoughts aligned with his.
The sensation of tacit agreement between them was too beautiful to disrupt. Just as Rena was about to speak, Waylen’s phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, he noted it was from the detective. Without avoiding Rena’s gaze, he answered the call. The detective’s voice lowered as he said, “The prosecutors found drugs in the deceased electrician’s stomach. It’s plausible that it contributed to his demise. Otherwise, a strong man like him wouldn’t be easily subdued by a woman.
Waylen replied before ending the call.
Turning his attention back to Rena, he noticed her lost in contemplation.
“What’s on your mind, Rena?” He playfully pinched her cheek.
Meeting his gaze, Rena responded quietly, “I’m wondering whether Harold’s car accident was truly a coincidence or Aline had a hand in it.”
Waylen’s response was silence, his eyes shimmering with an intensity Rena couldn’t ignore.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” She inquired.
“You’re just so stunning.”
Waylen’s gentle smile accompanied his soft words. He continued, “Mentioning him again, aren’t you worried I might get jealous?”
Rena nestled into his chest, her belly snugly nestled beneath his palm. The warmth of their embrace created a cocoon of comfort in the midst of the snowy landscape. Rena surrendered herself to the moment, entrusting her worries to Waylen.