“Then you should go find him, not me. Miss Powell, if you want to be Waylen's wife, you should be fawning on him. If you want me to back off, then let me tell you, I won't tolerate other women pestering my husband."

Ruth's face darkened.

She didn't expect that the delicate, fragile-looking woman in front of her was actually quite shrewd.

Rena maintained her composure, looking at Rush as though the Latter was nothing but a pesky fly.

Ruth bit her lip, realizing that she had severely underestimated this woman.