Rena wanted to run after him, but Waylen stopped her. His tone was indifferent when he said, "Don't worry. Vera's with Roscoe. Joseph can't hurt her. Besides, Vera and Joseph will definitely divorce now.

Aren't you happy?"

In the end, Rena could only look in the direction Joseph had run off.

Perhaps Waylen was right. It would be great if Vera and Joseph could divorce.

Despite not chasing after Joseph, Rena didn't stay there any longer.

She grabbed her coat and bag and then left the private room.

This time, Waylen didn't stop her. Instead, he followed her out and intercepted her in the parking lot.

Rena was already sitting in her car by the time he approached.

Waylen lightly tapped on the car window.

Rolling the window down, Rena asked politely, “Did you forget something, Mr. Fowler?"

Waylen gazed at her with twinkling eyes. When his roaming gaze landed on her fair, slender legs, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

In a hoarse voice, he asked her, "Miss Gordon, would you Like to have a drink with me?"

Rena didn't answer right away. She simply Looked ahead and drummed her fingers on the steering wheel.

After a moment, she turned her head and smiled at him.

"No, thanks. I don't want to drink with you. Goodnight, Mr. Fowler."

As she spoke, she rolled up the car window, leaving Waylen out in the cold.

Then she slowly pulled away.

Waylen didn't insist on his way, nor did he have any intention of sleeping with her tonight. He just felt the urge to hold her when he saw her again today.

It was the same feeling he had when he first met her.

His attraction towards her hadn't diminished one bit.

Just now in the private room, when he asked Rena if she had missed him during the night, Rena didn't answer him.

But he knew that she must've missed him.