He resisted their marriage.

"There are many more photos!

Mrs. Fowler, you hired private detectives to follow me and take pictures, right? Isn't that what you wanted? I'll satisfy you now. Why are you crying instead of being happy... Huh?"

Waylen started unbuttoning his shirt, deliberately doing it slowly with his slender fingers, one button at a time, revealing his strong, muscular body.

Rena cried out in fear, "Waylen, I'm pregnant!"