Female NovelRena’s body tensed.
With gentle resolve, she extricated herself from his embrace and stated, “Waylen, I have made my intentions clear. We are no longer together.”Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
“I’m hungry. Prepare a bow! of noodles for me!”
Rena retrieved her phone and replied, “I will order takeout for you.”
Weaylen flung her phone onto the sofa, his voice filled with concern. “I’m Injured. How can you allow me to rely on takeout? Moreover, given my condition, unforeseen complications may arise during the night. If something were to happen to me, you would bear the responsibility.”
These were his tactics.
Rena recognized them, yet she also acknowledged the partial reasonableness of his words
What if he orchestrated a scheme to exacerbate his injury after she departed, holding her accountable for the consequences?
Pausing to contemplate, Rena chose not to insist on leaving.
She retrieved her phone and captured a photograph of him.
“What are you doing?” he inquired.
“I am taking pictures as evidence, in case of any future disputes,” she replied.
Waylen seethed with anger.
Rena stowed away her phone and said softly, “My presence here tonight signifies nothing more than that.”
He remained silent, retreating to the balcony where he gazed upon the nocturnal panorama of Duefron.
Observing his figure against the backdrop of the piano he gifted her, Rena’s heart filled with melancholy.
He had once surpnised her and treated her with kindness.
But that was all.
Waylen turned around, his gaze meeting Rena’s eyes brimming with sorrow.
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Rena’s discomfort grew stronger, causing her to feel uneasy in Waylen’s presence.
In a hushed voice, she murmured, “I’ll go make some noodles for you.”
Waylen watched her silently, and after a moment, he apologized in a hoarse voice, “Rena, I’m sorry.”
Filled with panic, Rena almost fled from the scene.
Waylen averted his gaze, lowered his head, and lit a cigarette.
Around 20 minutes later, a delightful aroma wafted from the kitchen, signaling that the noodles were ready.