Female NovelRena chose to stay because she wasn’t in a suitable state to leave.
The prospect of the servants seeing her disheveled appearance dissuaded her.
Sensing her concerns, Waylen murmured softly, “Get some more rest.”
Then he stood and carried Alexis to the bathroom.
After using the bathroom, Alexis nestled in Waylen’s arms again, behaving like a spoiled child for a while.
Waylen bestowed a kiss upon her and instructed, “Brush your teeth and wash your face by yourself.”
Alexis was capable of taking care of herself. She then returned to her bedroom, which had been already repaired by the workers.
Perched on the edge of the bed, Waylen gazed at Rena.
Sitting up, she leaned against the headboard, her eyes locking onto his.
Moments ago, they had nearly succumbed to passion, but now there was a deep sense of intimacy in their gaze.
Yet, as parents to Alexis, they couldn’t act on their desires whenever they pleased, irrespective of circumstances.
Waylen had something to share.
He looked at Rena and whispered, “I want you to accompany me to the company anniversary next week.”
Rena was taken aback.
She understood the deeper implications and replied softly, “I’1l consider it.”
In a gentle tone, Waylen implored, “For Lexi’s emotional well-being, Rena, please think it over carefully.”
Their eyes locked in a sincere exchange.
She sighed and said from the heart, “I’m concerned that once Lexi recovers, you might be the next one to be emotionally unwell.”
With a smile, he inquired, “Are you worried about me?”Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Rena’s cheeks flushed as she gently pushed Waylen away, exclaiming, “No!”
The act of lying in bed became unbearable for her, prompting her to rise and venture into the spacious walk-in wardrobe, seeking a change of attire.
Waylen trailed closely behind, his presence lingering in the air.
Having been an item in the past, he had witnessed her physique on numerous occasions.
Rena did not avoid his company. As she slipped into a shirt, he enveloped her from behind, his voice barely above a whisper.
“Rena, deep down, you still hold me accountable.”