Rena was confused.

Navigating the floors with practiced ease, the receptionist led Rena to the 12th floor.

There was only an office and a small meeting room there.

Standing in front of the blinds in his office, Waylen looked at the view outside the window quietly. Jazlyn smiled behind him and said, "Mr. Fowler, Miss Gordon will be here soon."

Waylen didn't turn around.

He just said Lightly, "Prepare a cup of Mandheling and some snacks." Jazlyn was slightly stunned. It seemed that his boss attached great importance to Miss Gordon.

Jazlyn didn't ask more.

After Jazlyn left, Waylen gently pulled down the blinds, making the whole office wrapped in a much darker setting.

Waylen was lost in thought.

It was nice to meet Rena who was 20 years old, but he had all his memories in his dream. He knew that in reality, Rena was lying in the hospital in a coma, and she was pregnant with their third child.

He was going to take Rena back.

He wanted to make Rena his woman in advance, stopping her from being with Harold.

Just as Waylen was thinking, the door of the office opened. Jazlyn led Rena in, put down the tea and snacks, and said gently, "Miss Gordon, take your time.”

After that, Jazlyn left quietly and gently closed the heavy door. Before coming here, Rena had a lot of questions to ask. At least her attitude was fierce, but after she entered this office, she was not confident enough for no reason. Maybe it was because the light was too dim, or because the man was wearing a black and white classic suit and staring at her.

Her legs were somewhat weak... Waylen sat down first.

Even if the little girl in front of him was his beloved wife and they had done many intimate things, he couldn't frighten her now. He had to take it slow and win her heart.

His fingers danced over the pages of a newspaper, his attention divided between its words and Rena's enigma. With a casual air, he said, "So, Miss Gordon, are you here to discuss our love affair?"

The color that rushed to Rena's cheeks was undeniable, her heart pounding in her chest.

She met his gaze with defiance, her voice tinged with embarrassment.

“Love affair? Who would have a love affair with you?"

Waylen's Laughter was warm, a genuine sound that filled the room.

"You have a hot temper, much like Alexis."