After a lengthy pause, she smiled and responded, “I must admit, I am quite flattered. I never expected someone like you to surrender to such an extent for me. I suppose I should give in and go back with you."

However... she had developed feelings for him

Because she harbored those sentiments, she could no Longer be his mere secret lover.

Otherwise, she would hold herself in contempt.

Waylen might not realize that he had promised her various benefits without expressing the words she truly desired-"Rena, I like you and care for you deeply. I want to be with you sincerely."

No.

Their connection was purely physical.

Rena sniffed.

She scorned herself, saying, "I am not that valuable. I have sold myself once and I am capable of doing so again?"

Waylen's countenance darkened.

His gaze bore into her.

Rena understood his thoughts. He must be thinking that he had shown her respect but she had responded with disdain

Indeed. How could he take the emotions of someone as insignificant as her seriously?

In his mind, all she needed to do was remain at home and wait for him to shower her with affection.

Rena however, resisted the current situation.

She had faced numerous hardships and, despite her entanglement with Waylen, she still held onto the belief that one day she would encounter a mutual adoration. She wanted someone truly loved and cherished her— someone she could build a future with.

With the final button fastened, Rena said calmly, "Mr. Fowler, I am taking my Leave."

Waylen gazed at her, inquiring, "Is it because of Tyrone? Do you have feelings for him?"

“No"

Waylen scrutinized her, his eyes filled with judgment. After a prolonged silence, he uttered flatly, "You may depart in the morning

It is raining outside."

Rena's heart softened, causing her to avert her gaze.