She rose from the bed and headed for the shower.

Midway through her cleansing, Waylen entered. His gaze was veiled by the mist.

Rena was willing to engage in conversation with him.

Clad in a bath towel, she said in a hushed tone, "“Waylen, you are a successful lawyer and a shrewd businessman. You should understand the importance of cutting losses in a timely manner. Look, you have always desired me. Now I am here before you, but you are still not happy...

Waylen, if you feel discomfort or unhappiness in this relationship, why don't you end it?"

She didn't wish to deceive him.

At least until this moment, she had no intention of spending the rest of her life with him.

And she had never harbored thoughts of seeking revenge.

It was best for them to part ways amicably.

Rena offered him a smile and whispered softly, “Waylen, what you desire... I cannot give it to you."

He had once uttered those words to her.

Now, it was her turn to express them.

Her voice carried a delicate weight, yet it struck his heart like a hammer, inflicting deep pain upon him.

Waylen gently closed his eyes.

In a low, raspy voice, he uttered, "Rena, if you are willing to voice this sentiment, it signifies that you still care about me..."

Rena remained silent. In truth, they were both in pain at this very moment .

Waylen and Rena had spent an additional two weeks together, their bond seemingly devoid of excitement.

Waylen longed for a romantic outing and Rena rarely turned down his requests, yet her demeanor remained gentle but detached. The vivaciousness that once defined her character seemed to have waned

In contrast to Rena's calmness, Waylen grew increasingly dissatisfied

He yearned for her to display some emotions towards him.

He even wished she would slap him, believing it would be a sign of her former opposition towards him.

Only now did he realize that when she loved him, she couldn't resist indulging in childish behavior and challenging him. She possessed the audacity to engage in confrontations