Next year, Waylen would turn thirty-six, yet his figure remained well -maintained.

A simple gray shirt and dark gray suit pants accentuated his perfectly toned physique.

Rena couldn't help but steal another glance at him, captivated by his handsome appearance.

Occasionally, he slicked his hair back, exuding a mature and captivating charisma.

Rena tried to sneak another glance at Waylen but forced herself to focus on the parenting book.