He leisurely picked up his pants and shirt, deliberately dressing in front of her, as if they had indeed engaged in physical intimacy the previous night. With his well-toned physique, his V-line abs clearly visible, he presented an enticing sight.

Unwilling to Look at him, she turned her face away, feeling awkward.

She bit her lip and uttered, “Leave the key here.”

Waylen smiled mischievously.

"I had a duplicate key made, paid for it myself. Why should I give it back to you?"

Rena seethed with anger at his shamelessness.

Waylen fastened his pants and approached her.

He relished the sight of her flushed face, appreciating her beauty.

“Rena, I'm serious. Let's give it a try, shall we?

I don't know if we'll make it to the end, but I'm willing to give you whatever Robert is willing to give you... Let's give it a shot and get married when the day we fall deeply in love with each other."

With a penetrating gaze, he Locked eyes with her.

Rena wavered.

Her feelings for him were still strong. But she had been hurt before.

Could the wounds heal so easily?

After a moment, she murmured softly, her voice filled with apologies,

“Waylen, I'm sorry, but I can't accept your offer."

Waylen frowned.

Before he could respond, his phone rang. It was Lyndon calling.

Rena, no longer interested in talking to him, instructed, “Answer the phone."

She stood up and made her way to the bathroom, ignoring Waylen's attempts to stop her.

Left alone, Waylen sat on the edge of the bed and picked up the call.

On the other end, Lyndon's voice was filled with urgency.