Her fear of Rena was evident.

She couldn't fathom why Rena, just a woman kept by Waylen, wouldn't grovel before her.

How dare Rena pour coffee on her?

Waylen waited outside for a while, but Rena didn't emerge.

He returned and asked, “Aren't you coming?"

Rena had finished tidying up and was busy filling the coffee machine with fresh beans. She responded calmly, "You go ahead. You guys can also catch up.”

Waylen sensed Rena's underlying anger in her words.

They had been getting along well in the past two days, and he recalled the comfort he had found with her in the hotel room the other night.

It was understandable for Rena to lose her temper in the face of

Elvira's repulsive behavior.

Placing his arms around Rena from behind, Waylen asked, “Are you angry?

I didn't get angry with you when you poured coffee on her.

I'll come back later to keep you company, alright? Shall we have wine or coffee? We can also have a really nice chat."

Rena pressed her lips together, her anger boiling inside.

How shameless Waylen was!

But beneath her anger, she couldn't help feeling a pang of sadness.

It was clear that Waylen didn't take her or Elvira seriously.

He only desired her body, and as long as he wasn't tired of her, he would shower her with sweet nothings every now and then.

As for Elvira, he Looked down on her, even hated her, but he still gave her a glimmer of hope and toyed with her emotions.

Reflecting on this, Rena managed to regain her composure.

Speaking in a cold tone, she said, “Let's discuss this when you come back!"

Waylen stared at her back for a moment and then walked out of the room.