Yet, each time, he just slept inside the therapy's office, since there was really nothing wrong with him!

Rena cast a sidelong glance at him, remarking, “I haven't forgiven you, you know."

Waylen wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

He pinned her against the wall, his fingers delicately brushing against her waist as he intentionally allured her with his mesmerizing features.

"So, Mrs. Fowler, how may I soothe your anger?

What if you also tampered with my phone?"

Rena playfully kicked him and quipped, "Don't get ahead of yourself.

Who on earth would want to tamper with your phone? You think everyone's as perverted as you?"

Waylen chuckled.

He nuzzled his face against her slender shoulder, a mischievous streak evident.

Rena couldn't find it in her to push him away. There was an undeniable helplessness in dealing with him, and it seemed his antics had an effect on her.

Cecilia arrived at Mark's villa half an hour later.

The villa boasted considerable size, and the car didn't come to a halt until it had maneuvered around.

Zoey had been eagerly anticipating Cecilia's visit for quite some time.

While Zoey had often crossed paths with Cecilia and her children over the past few years, there was a distinct significance to the family of four arriving together in such an orderly fashion. Moreover, Olivia, being so young, hadn't been seen by Zoey frequently.

Olivia was taking unsteady steps.

The night breeze playfully lifted her skirt.

It ended up revealing half of her little bottom, making her appear incredibly endearing.

Zoey couldn't resist the urge to playfully nibble Olivia's behind.

Her affection for Olivia knew no bounds.