He simply wanted her to return to him.

Even though he hadn't succeeded in consummating their relationship, he felt a surge of satisfaction after triumphing over his Love rival,

Robert.

Carrying Rena into the bedroom, he gently laid her on the soft bed.

Observing her delicate form, he even placed a stuffed rabbit doll in her arms, adding to her charm and allure.

Waylen then proceeded to undress and take a shower in the bathroom.

Since there were no pajamas available, he opted to sleep naked, clasping Rena in his embrace.

As the night deepened, the atmosphere grew increasingly tranquil.

A hint of orange fragrance wafted through the air.

The next morning, as Rena awoke and opened her eyes, she was startled to find Waylen beside her in bed.

“Why staring at me Like that? Do you want a morning kiss?" Waylen asked lazily.

Rena bit her red lips, a mix of surprise and annoyance evident on her face.

“Why are you in my home, Waylen? Get out of my bed, you bastard!"

Nonchalantly, Waylen placed his hand on the back of her head and kissed her passionately.

The kiss lingered, Leaving Rena breathless.

She hadn't even brushed her teeth, yet he had no qualms about kissing her.

When Rena regained her composure, fragments of the previous night rushed back to her mind. It seemed that Waylen had come over when she was intoxicated. They had shared a kiss on the sofa, and she had cried and spoken her heart out.

She tentatively Lifted the covers to assess her body.

Waylen had already risen and now stood there, smirking as he observed her discomfort.

“You cried out in pain, Rena. How could I continue with our intimacy?”

Blushing, she scolded him once again and demanded that he leave.

Waylen had always possessed a thick skin.