She then said slowly, "He's decent enough! Seems like a nice person!"

Waylen lit a cigarette, took a drag and sneered.

"He appears younger than you! Do you now have a preference for younger men? Wasn't Zack your type?"

Jealousy seeped through his words.

Rena asked in a hushed voice, "Does it matter to you what kind of person I am interested in?"

He inhaled deeply from his cigarette.

In the past, his smoking habit had always held a certain allure for her. Now, he had grown even more mature and captivating, further enhancing his appeal to women.

Rena stole another glance at him.

With a subtle smile, he remarked, "Apologies. I seemed to have forgotten that we're divorced.”

Rena sought to maneuver past him.

Yet, he grasped her arm and pressed her against the wall.

Her delicate form was pressed against his own,

In an instant, Rena sensed something amiss with his lower body. Flustered and incensed, she exclaimed, "Waylen, you mentioned our divorce. What do you think you're doing now?"

Trapped within his grasp, she couldn't evade his advances.

He lowered his head, his forehead gently resting against hers, and their noses lightly brushed against each other, causing Rena’s breath to quicken.

She tumed her face away and pleaded, "Waylen, release me!"

However, his gaze held a profound intensity.

"Have you been with another man in the past few years?”

Rena's face flushed crimson.

He was utterly shameless!

Gauging her reaction, Waylen reached out and caressed her slender waist audaciously, saying, "Do you recall our last encounter? I made you cry several times!”

Rena couldn't tolerate it any longer!