Rena pulled up the quilt to cover her face in protest, preventing him from teasing her further.

“What's wrong? Just a minute ago, you were moaning for me to keep going..." Waylen pulled the quilt down and wrapped his arms around her tightly.

Just as he was leaning close to kiss her again, Rena whimpered softly

“Please, Waylen. I'm not feeling well. Let me take a bath first, okay

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Waylen chuckled.

"Why are you so afraid?" He gently tucked her long hair behind her ear and kissed her smooth forehead. Then he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Waylen had a nice figure, but Rena was too shy to look at his naked body.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

And around 5 minutes Later, Waylen returned to the bedroom to carry

Rena to the bathroom. Rena, however, refused him.

"I can go to the bathroom by myself, thank you very much."

Waylen shrugged. He didn't want to force her.

While she soaked in the tub, he took a quick shower in the other bathroom.

When he climbed back into bed, Waylen rested his head against the headboard, Lit a cigarette, and took a long, slow drag. Since the case he newly took was almost concluded, he was quite relaxed.

Just then, his phone rang, interrupting this moment of tranquility.

Waylen frowned. Who on earth would call him at this hour?

Clamping the cigarette between his lips, he reached out and pressed the answer key.

"This is Waylen."

It turned out that the caller was none other than Frederic Debenham, the police chief.

Frederic greeted him warmly.

"Mr. Fowler, I'm sorry to disturb you so late at night. There was a dispute earlier tonight that involved your future brother-in-law. Can you come over and bail him out?"