Their bond was strong, and although she felt hurt, she had found a dependable pillar of support. She buried her face in his shoulder and wept with sorrow.

Waylen gently patted her back. Deep down, he had always seen Cecilia as a bit naive. He had a gut feeling that Elva might be just like her...

Rena descended the stairs, catching sight of their moment.

Cecilia felt a tad bashful. Cecilia had concerns that Rena might feel awkward. Even though she had grown up, her bond with Waylen remained very close.

Rena, however, kept her thoughts to herself. She cast only a glance in Waylen's direction.

At the end of the day, after concluding his business, Waylen stood up, stretching out his fatigue.

He loosened his shirt buttons and retired to his bedroom.

Following her shower, Rena donned her silky pajamas and settled in front of the dressing table to brush her flowing brown hair.

She had invested considerable effort in caring for her skin. When viewed from behind, she appeared remarkably slender.

Waylen approached and enveloped her in a warm hug from behind.

He gently pressed the tip of his nose to her soft neck and murmured, “You have such a lovely fragrance. Did you pick a different body wash?"

Rena nodded in agreement. She tilted her head to receive his kiss and inquired between tender moments, "Are you truly committed to assisting my uncle with this lawsuit?"

Waylen slipped his hand into her pajamas and gently started to caress her.

He had a knack for playful teasing and never failed to arouse her.

Rena clutched his hand firmly. She wished to keep his hands away from her...

They had been in a relationship for quite a while. How could Waylen not be attuned to her feelings? He purposely nibbled on her ear and inquired, "Are you feeling a twinge of jealousy?"

Rena blushed and gently pushed him aside.

"Why would I be envious?"

Waylen let out a soft laugh.

He guided her to the edge of the bed, inviting her to grasp it, and then he carefully unbuttoned her.