She no Longer wished to shed tears for him.

Waylen discerned her thoughts from her expression

Surprisingly, he did not grow angry. Instead, he remarked, “I will be away on a business trip for two weeks."

Rena's eyes grew moist.

He smiled.

"I won't be heading to Braseovell. I'll be going to Heron.

The Carson Group is embroiled in some legal troubles over there, and I must resolve them."

Rena felt a tinge of embarrassment.

See, he understood her innermost thoughts perfectly.

Waylen refrained from teasing her

He would be absent on business for the next two weeks. How he would miss her dearly. If it weren't for Darren's condition, he would have taken her to Heron regardless. When he didn't have to work, he could whisk her away for ice-cold beer and a beachside barbecue.

He tenderly caressed her cascading chestnut locks, reluctant to let go of her.

Rena could sense it.

When a man truly bared his emotions, they were difficult to conceal.

Though she had become less guarded, she hesitated to articulate her own sentiments.

How could Waylen not perceive it though?

He held her gently in his arms, their embrace suffused with tranquility.

He said softly, "I'll take another secretary with me while Jazlyn will remain in Duefron. If anything arises concerning Mr. Gordon, you can contact her, alright?"

Waylen orchestrated thoughtful arrangements and treated her with utmost care.

Rena owed him immeasurably.

Waylen smiled.

“My flight departs in an hour and a half.”