Rena was here.

He walked into the hall with the flowers in his hand. One of the servants came up to him, took his coat, and said in a low voice, "Good evening, Mr. Fowler. Mrs. Fowler has been in the study for a long time. She hasn't even had dinner yet."

Waylen nodded his response.

As he went upstairs to the study, he thought that Rena must be angry with him. He insisted ‘on driving her to the party earlier and then ditched her halfway there.

Women should at least be cajoled after being left like that.