Rena found herself equally aroused.

As a mature woman, she had her own needs. Under normal circumstances, she might have welcomed his advances but now, she held back.

She was afraid of the possibility of another pregnancy...

Waylen, perceptive of her thoughts, extended his hand and opened the nightstand drawer, revealing a freshly acquired small box within.

With one hand, he unveiled its contents and felt a slight pang of nostalgia...

Trembling, Rena grasped his hand and uttered softly, “Waylen..."

Her eyes locked with his, drawn into the unique allure of a mature man's gaze.

Overwhelmed, Rena could barely contain her emotions.

Unable to endure it any longer, Waylen was on the brink of surrendering to his desires and making love to Rena... but then Alexis intervened by turning over and sitting upright.

"Dad, I need to go to the bathroom."

Waylen's body tensed.

He rolled over, disheartened, losing all inclination to be intimate with Rena.

Likewise, Rena's mood had shifted and the desire between them waned.

Blushing, she adjusted her nightgown and contemplated leaving the bed.

However, Waylen wrapped his arms around her slender waist and hoarsely expressed, “She usually goes to the bathroom by herself, but she didn't sleep much last night. Now she will be very clingy."

He offered this explanation just to retain Rena's company.

Though they couldn't seem to engage in anything further that very morning, he hadn't seen her display such tenderness in a long time and he yearned for her to stay.

ALL he wanted was for her to remain in his embrace.

Rena chose to stay because she wasn't in a suitable state to leave.

The prospect of the servants seeing her disheveled appearance dissuaded her.

Sensing her concerns, Waylen murmured softly, "Get some more rest."

Then he stood and carried Alexis to the bathroom.