Within the master bedroom of the lavish villa, Rena possessed her own separate dressing room. Waylen had thoughtfully arranged a collection of clothing for her, all from her favorite brands, some even matching her own style.

Knowing her penchant for working in the villa, he had designated a study for her.

Rena could sense Waylen's consideration.

Although she didn't vocalize it, she was willing to coexist peacefully with him, even tolerating him when he was in a sour mood. For instance, he insisted on heading to the screening room for a movie after dinner.

Closing the file she had been perusing, Rena stood up.

Almost instinctively, Waylen clasped her fingers, his tender touch evoking more emotion than all their romantic memories combined.

In Rena's recollection, Waylen had rarely displayed such tenderness.

He had often preferred to channel his emotions in the bedroom.

Rena found herself taken aback by this unexpected display.

Unable to resist, she gazed up at him. Waylen gently pulled her closer, enveloping her with his arm.

“I've picked a horror movie and dimmed the lights. You might be frightened later.”

A smile graced Rena's lips.

“Really? Is it truly that terrifying?”

Waylen delighted in witnessing her smile.

He paused, softly caressing her delicate face with his hand, and whispered, "You look incredibly beautiful when you smile."

Rena felt a sense of unease, Like a fish out of water.

"Aren't we going to watch the movie?"

Waylen smiled, took her hand and led her downstairs.

Though it was merely a home theater, it spanned an impressive one hundred square meters. A set of reclining sofas was arranged in front of the expansive circular screen.

In the subdued Lighting, he guided her to a seat.

He had selected a classic horror movie from the past, though it would be more accurate to describe it as a love story with a touch of horror elements.

Waylen enjoyed the movie with great fascination.