Waylen directed an unwavering gaze at her, his words gradually escaping in a hoarse whisper, “First question: do you currently have a boyfriend?"

“Second question: do you have feelings for anyone currently?"

Rena adamantly refused to answer.

Mockingly, a voice interjected, "Rena, play by the rules."

Rena clenched her lips, seething with fury.

Her gaze Locked onto Waylen.

To her astonishment, he sported a meaningful smile, abandoning his customary guise of reserve.

Reluctantly, Rena confessed, "Yes."

Once more, the private room descended into silence.

Waylen fixated upon her exquisite countenance, his voice assuming a gentler tone.

“Final question... During these nights after our break up, have you ever missed me?"

Rena's anger surged uncontrollably.

“Waylen, you have overstepped your bounds."

Waylen emitted a lighthearted chuckle.

He positioned himself against the comfortable sofa, his voice adopting a gentle tone as he remarked, "“Indulging in anger can be beneficial.

It's better than crying."

Rena's astonishment was palpable.

Waylen maintained his grasp on her hand, his voice assuming a Lower register as he implored, “Just stay a while longer."

Rena found herself engulfed in a state of bewilderment.

With a release of her hand, Waylen casually reached for his glass, and nonchalantly uttered, “Joseph shall make his return."

As Waylen had expected, Joseph eventually came back.

While the latter wanted to have a son, he naturally also cared about his reputation.