During their passionate encounter last night, when her desire for Waylen reached its peak, he teased, "Rena, you're at that age where you're feeling frisky. What have you been up to in the past three years... Did you pleasure yourself when you missed me?"

Waylen had a penchant for using explicit language during intimate moments.

In the bygone days, Rena believed she would be repulsed by such thoughts, but when he whispered those words against her neck, she actually found herself inexplicably aroused.

While reminiscing about the events of the previous night, her phone interrupted her thoughts with a ring.

The caller was Waylen. His voice carried a gentleness as he spoke.

"Rena, could you help me find a document? Jazlyn will come by to collect it later.”

Rena softly replied with an affirmative.

Sensing that she probably hadn't gotten out of bed yet, he adjusted his tone to be even softer.

"Are you in any pain?”

Her cheeks flushed crimson.

She refused to answer that question directly.

"I'll go look for the document you need."

Waylen, likely alone in his office, had deliberately teased her over the phone. Unable to endure it, she hung up.

After ending the call, she slipped into a night robe and made her way into his study.

Once she found the requested document, Rena was about to leave, but her attention was drawn to another file covered with a kraft bag, resembling an investigative document.

After a moment's hesitation, Rena decided to open it.

As she read the contents, surprise washed over her and she slowly sank into the office chair.

The document contained a name: Leonel Douglas.

Leonel possessed Rh-negative blood.

Just then, a servant ascended the stairs and informed her, "Mrs. Fowler, Jazlyn has arrived to collect a document."

Although Rena should have gone downstairs to attend to the matter, upon glancing at the hickeys on her body, she opted to request the servant to hand the document to Jazlyn and offer her apologies.

Downstairs, the servant handed the document to Jazlyn.