However, they entered Rena's suite in the end, and the air was charged with the chemistry.

Their kisses were passionate, the hormones of desire floating around them like a sweet perfume.

Waylen's desire for Rena was palpable. He was on fire for her.

But in the end, as they stumbled onto the bedsheet, Waylen found himself unable to perform in his inebriated state.

The atmosphere became awkward.

Rena immediately turned over, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Hugging her from behind, Waylen gently coaxed, "I drank too much. I'll make you feel comfortable next time, okay?”

Rena pulled the sheet over herself, covering her body.

Lying down, Waylen stared at the white ceiling and gasped slightly.

Being unable to satisfy her was a blow to his ego, even though the reason was his drunkenness.

Rena, at the age of 30, was at her peak of desire, and Waylen feared that his inability to please her might disappoint her.

He knew how much effort he had put into winning her back, and if all of it was ruined by this, he didn't know how he would handle it.

He then decided he would do it tomorrow morning.

Deciding to try again by then, he hoped to make her feel the joy and happiness of being a woman.

However, when Waylen woke up early in the morning, he reached out to the side, searching for Rena.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Rena, we..."

But she was not there.

Rena was not in this big bed.

Rena had run away.

She had left him and disappeared from the hotel room.

Waylen sat up, scratching his head in confusion. He wondered if she had left because of what happened the night before.

Anxious to reach her, he grabbed his phone and dialed her number, only to find her phone powered off.