Then, the passenger seat door swung open...

A gust of cold wind accompanied Waylen as he settled beside her.

Rena turned her face and uttered, "Waylen, leave this instant!"

Gazing at her reddened eyes, Waylen inquired softly, "Have you ended things with Robert? I warned you that there would be no excitement with him. He may be mild-mannered but, let's be frank, he just lacks a backbone."

Rena was overwhelmed with sadness, unable to bear hearing those words.

She flung the tissue she held in her hand toward him.

“Get out of my car!"

Waylen remained unmoving, simply fixing his gaze upon her.

Rena refused to be subjected to embarrassment, especially not in the presence of Waylen.

Since he showed no intention of Leaving, she resorted to giving him two kicks.

Waylen, however, caught hold of her leg sheathed in silk stockings, gently caressed it and, in a husky voice, murmured, “Rena, you will only bare your fangs to me!"

She stared at him, her eyes glistening with moisture, exuding an indescribable allure.

Waylen truly yearned to seize the moment...

But the timing was not right.

He leaned closer, delicately brushing her delicate face and sighed.

“You're no Longer with Robert. I should be celebrating and setting off fireworks for days. I should even express gratitude to that old woman!

But... the way you're on the verge of tears pains me. Rena... no one has the right to make you cry, except for me."

Having said that, Waylen exited the car.

He proceeded to pull Rena out of the vehicle.

Still in a state of confusion, Rena wondered if he had overheard Winnie's remarks just moments ago.

As she regained her composure, she struggled against his grip and queried, "Waylen, what are you doing?"

Waylen tightened his grip on her shoulder with determination.