After a while, she replied softly, "I'd rather stay home.”

Waylen observed her face and said, "The snow has stopped outside. Wouldn't you like to go out and take a look?"

"Not really," Rena responded, keeping her distance.

Waylen was taken aback after being given the cold shoulder.

He was used to being the center of attention, a pampered prince in his wealthy family. No woman had ever given him the cold shoulder before.

Yet, this woman treated him so indifferently.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, he decided not to press the issue further and thought of visiting his study upstairs later.

‘As he was about to get up, his phone started ringing.

It was Mavis calling.

Waylen hesitated, glancing at Rena before choosing to ignore the call.

The phone rang again.

Once more, he ignored it and softly said to Rena, "I won't contact her again, but only after | make sure she's safe."

Rena calmly put down her knife and fork, fixing her gaze on him.

"Why did you remove her number from your blacklist? Can't you bear to let her go?"

"Renal"

"Waylen, if she slipped down at the foot of the mountain this time, she might jump off a building next time. If you don't answer her calls, she'll find another way to reach you. Then you'll go back to her again, saying it's a life after all," Rena said with a faint smile.

"If she succeeds once, she'll go on and use this trick every time.”

Rena didn't want to say anything more. She stood up and returned to the bedroom to immerse herself in a captivating book.

At noon, she skipped lunch with Waylen.

In the afternoon, Rena retreated to the basement home gym for a yoga session, pushing her body to the limit, drenched in sweat.

Waylen stood at the door, holding her phone.

"You have a phone call.”