“What're you going to do? Sleep with Harold? Or will you tell my sister that you're Harold's ex? I thought Harold made a choice already and broke things off with you. Why are you so concerned about his relationship?"

His handsome face was relaxed, but his words were sharp. Any notion Rena had about his gentlemanliness vanished instantly.

Not wanting to talk to him anymore, she rolled over and deliberately turned her back to him.

With one eyebrow raised, Waylen looked at her with great interest.

She seemed to be angry!

And she seemed to be angry at him!

Around half an hour later, Waylen's secretary arrived with the food he requested.

When the secretary saw Rena, she paused and remembered that she had seen Rena before at the law firm.

She initially thought that Rena was just another girl who kept pestering Waylen, but it turned out that Waylen actually cared about her. He personally took care of Rena at the hospital and even used his connections for her.

The secretary's curious eyes darted between the two meaningfully.

But Rena was in too bad a mood to notice. When the delicious aroma of the food wafted to her nose, her stomach grumbled. She thanked the secretary and excitedly opened the food container.

Inside was chicken soup-perfect for a recovering patient!

And it smelled delicious!

Rena felt touched. Maybe Waylen was more thoughtful than he let on.

Moved, she thanked him from the bottom of her heart.

"Mr. Fowler, thank you for everything you've done for me today!"

The food was for her and her alone.

With his Long legs crossed, Waylen was busy dealing with work on his phone. Without looking up, he said, “You're welcome, Miss Gordon. Anyway, in your eyes, I did it all because I have an ulterior motive."

Rena paused, the spoon of soup hanging midair.

She Lowered her head and said humbly, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have said that."

Waylen tore his gaze away from his phone and looked at her.

Rena looked back at him. For a moment, neither of them said a word.