Female NovelWaylen’s unwavering gaze fixated upon her, his eyes locked in an unyielding stare.
His sentiments towards Rena remained unaltered since their initial encounter. He deemed her to be a vision of beauty and coveted her with unyielding fervor.
However, a subtle shift had occurred.
It appeared that, following this incident, Rena had become an indispennable presence within his existence, Surrendering her was an unthinkable proposition, If he possessed the means to do so, he would not find himself ensnared in such a state of profound humiliation.
Waylen struggled to articulate his query, his words laced with difficulty, “What do Ihave to do to make you forgive me?”
His understanding of women, particularly Rena, ran deep.
He comprehended that remnants of affection still lingered within her heart. Regardless of the depths of her anger and resentment, he was prepared to offer reparations, no matter the cost.
Rena, however, found herself incapable of prolonging the discourse.
Casting her gaze downwards, a bittersweet smile played upon her lips.
“Waylen, you denied me an opportunity to speak when I so desperately desired it. What rationale leads you to believe that I should grant you that same privilege now? Take me back to the hospital; I don’t even have a phone on me now.”
Waylen’s lips pursed, a gesture revealing his inner turmoil.
In the end, he acquiesced, driving Rena back to the hospital.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
The vehicle came to a halt…
Rena unbuckled her seat belt, eager to disembark.
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Waylen’s hand gently clasped her arm, his eyes ablaze as he uttered, “I have summoned the most esteemed team of experts. Perhaps they possess a remedy for your injured foot.”
Rena stared blankly ahead, her expression devoid of emotion.
In a detached tone, she replied, “It is unnecessary.”
Having spoken thus, she struggled to free herself from his grasp and opened the car door, preparing to step out.
Waylen yearned to follow her, yet he restrained himself upon witnessing her retreating figure.
In the afternoon, Waylen found himself engrossed in a meeting at the law office.
His phone suddenly rang.
Recognizing the call as originating from the team of medical experts, he gestured for a pause in the proceedings before answering,
On the other end of the line, a foreign expert relayed regretfully, “Mr, Fowler, Miss Gordon has declined our offered treatment. We must inform you that we are departing,
Furthermore… based on the available information, there is less than a 10% likelihood of Miss Gordon’s foot nerves’ full recovering.”
Merely ten percent…