Elvira, waiting in the hallway, appeared pale.

She witnessed Waylen's care and affection toward Rena, and it shattered her illusion that she was the only one who had that privilege.

She used to think that all Waylen's Love and care only belonged to her.

She hadn't known he had fallen in love with another woman until she saw it with her own eyes.

Elvira refused to give up.

Softly, she pleaded, “Why don't you come to my place for a drink?"

Waylen neither accepted nor declined. He remained silent until they got into the car.

"Elvira, you've been chasing me around these days. I won't deny that it's been somewhat exciting for me, but we both know it doesn't mean anything."

Elvira's face turned pale.

At the same time, Waylen lowered his head to light a cigarette.

Blowing smoke rings into the air, he gazed at Elvira and said, “Let's leave the past behind. We've broken up, but remember, you're Mr.

Coleman's daughter. Elvira... Don't make things too awkward for everyone."

Elvira's trembling lips managed to form words.

“Is it because of Rena? Are you in love with her?"

Waylen remained silent. There was no need for him to disclose his private Life to Elvira.

After a prolonged silence, Elvira forced a smile and uttered, "Waylen,

I wish you happiness.”

Rena thought Waylen might not return for the entire night. After all, he and Elvira had been lovers, and Elvira had taken the initiative to invite him to her home tonight.

To Rena's surprise, Waylen returned at one o'clock in the morning.

By then, she had already fallen asleep.

Waylen took off his coat, slipped into bed behind Rena, and gently nibbled her neck.

His hand roamed her body, seeking a response.