Waylen came over and handed the flowers to Rena. She took the bouquet, held it in her arms, and smelled the roses.

"Do you like them?"

"No woman doesn't like flowers."

Waylen walked behind the desk, leaned in, and kissed her slowly and thoroughly. After a while, he let go and then planted one last soft kiss on her lips. He then asked, "Are you upset with me?"

Rena said yes directly.

Waylen smiled at her candor, which he found very cute.

The snow was still falling outside, but the study was warm and cozy.

Once more, he kissed her passionately.

In Waylen's trouser pocket, Rena felt a small square box. Suddenly, she remembered that day he came back to see her with such a box of condoms when it had only been 42 days since she gave birth to their second child. Her husband must've come here tonight because he wanted to have sex with her. ©

Rena sneered.

She took the little box out of his pocket and threw it on the desk. She said flatly, "I'll say it again, Waylen—two's company, three's a crowd. If you can't let go of your past, then I can't be your present or future.”

Being a proud man, Waylen found those words annoying.

Rena must've already found out the truth.

Suppressing his anger, he said, “There's nothing going on between me and Mavis. I'm not even interested in her."

Rena slowly raised her head. Her eyes were red.

"But you are giving her hope.

You are leading her on by treating her well for Elvira's sake. She wants to take Elvira's place in your heart."

She raised her hand and gently put it on Waylen’s chest.

“Waylen, if you're really not interested in her, you won't help her.

I can't wait for you forever."

Waylen whispered, “Then what do you want me to do?”

Rena came straight to the point.