She got thirty percent of her profits, while Rena got seventy percent.

Everyone was taken aback by Ruth's decision. Even Korbyn called his son to ask about the situation.

"Waylen, is there anything wrong with your relationship with Rena?"

In the CEO's office of the Exceed Group, Waylen was working hard to generate income for his wife's company.

While reading some reports, he replied to his father absentmindedly,

“Ho.

Korbyn breathed a sigh of relief.

“Waylen, I have to say that you're really good at pacifying your wife. Look at you. There's always scandalous gossip about you, yet Rena's always so forgiving. I bet every man on this planet is jealous of you for having such a good wife!

If your mother was in her shoes, she would've cried and cursed me until the day I died. Haha! It’s good you two are okay. I almost thought your wife didn't care about you!"

Waylen's hand, which was writing something down, suddenly stopped.

He mustered a fake smile and said, "Rena doesn't like to cry. She'd rather just let it go.”

Indeed, she seldom cried, except when they slept together

Korbyn continued to chat with his son happily, oblivious to how Waylen truly felt.

When Waylen finally got off the phone, Jazlyn came in to ask, "Mr. Fowler, will you attend Mrs. Fowler's celebration party?"

After contemplating on it for a while, Waylen decided not to attend.

He dialed Rena's number, and after a few rings, the call connected.

“Waylen?"

Waylen smiled faintly. He liked hearing her call him by his name.

“I won't be attending your celebration party. I'll go back home and watch over the kids. I'll pick you up after the party.”

Rena instantly understood what was on his mind.

Unwilling to risk further entanglement with ladies from the entertainment circle, he avoided crossing paths with them.

So Rena didn't force him.