“You’re overthinking!” Waylen retorted coldly.
Once again, he placed his hand on Elvira’s waist.
Elvira glided across the dance floor with grace, her eyes gleaming with ambition and possessiveness. She was an alluring sight to behold.
Yet, Waylen’s thought wandered to Rena’s waist, slender and enticing.
Every time he embraced Rena an irresistible desire to have *** with her surged within him.
Lost in these musing, Waylen found no interest in continuing to dance.
As the music drew to a close, he longed to whisk Rena away and indulge in passionate intimacy.
However, Rena had already departed ahead of him.
She bid a polite farewell, to Juliette, expressing her discomfort and kindly requested if Juliette could arrange a driver to escort her home,
Juliette felt utterly hopeless !
She was well aware of her son’s deplorable conduct. After so many years of separation from Elvira, why did he choose to dence with her now in front of his new girlfriend?
He seemed utterly indifferent towards his girlfriend. What on earth could he have to discuss with Elvira, who had been engaged?
Juliette couldn’t simply leave, nor could she subject others to witness the unfolding drama,
Secretly, she approached Cecilia and asked her to accompany Rena to the awaiting car.
Cecilia, too, was filled with anger.
It was meant to be her birthday celebration, yet Elvira had swooped in and stole the spotlight. It was undeniably vexing!
During their journey, Cecilia scolded Elvira, unintentionally revealing that Elvira had betrayed Waylen. Her delicate face twisted with indignation as she assured Rena, “Rest assured, Elvira will never marry into our Fowler family! My mother dislikes her immensely!”
Rena cast her gaze upon Cecilia.
Cecilia, with her pure and uncomplicated nature, was the very reason Waylen showered her with affection, shielding her from the knowledge of Harold’s misdeeds.
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Rena couldn’t bring herself to harbor any animosity towards Cecilia; in fact, she even held a fondness for her.
A melancholic sigh escaped Rena’s lips.
In truth, she, too, could never marry into the esteemed Fowler family!
Although she refrained from verbalizing her thoughts, she retrieved a dainty little box from her bag and placed it gently into Cecilia’s hand.
Sincere words spilled from Rena’’s lips as she smiled. “Cecilia, happy birthday.”
Cecilia, perpetually cheerful, now felt a twinge of sadness. Worriedly, she inquired, “Are you going to break up with my brother