Rena turned her face slightly and asked, “What do you want to talk about?”
“About Tyrone. I can’t help feeling jealous of him. Don’t you notice it?”
When he returned to their table earlier, he observed that Rena didn’t try to forge friendship with Tyrone’s girlfriend at all.
He knew that keeping distance was Rena’s way of secretly protecting Tyrone, and in turn, he also projected similar sentiments toward her.
Waylen was intrigued by the unspoken understanding between them.
Being open and honest, he laid his feelings bare.
Rena smiled. “It’s been years. Why bring it up again? Besides, it’s impossible for me to be with him!”
Resting his hand on her back for a moment, Waylen couldn’t help but be affectionate.
Finally, he carried her back to the master bedroom.
Though Rena put up a show of reluctance, she knew it was best not to wake up Alexis.
In the bedroom, Waylen gently pressed her against the end of the bed, interlocking his fingers with hers and passionately kissed her, their tongues dancing together.
After a long, intimate kiss, Rena pulled back and averted her gaze.
Whispering into her ear, Waylen said, “Rena, I’ve been pondering why I can’t get Tyrone out of my mind. I don’t even feel this level of envy towards Harold.”
Curious, Rena looked at him and asked, “Why is that?”
Waylen reached out, caressing her delicate features tenderly, and revealed, “Because he treats you so well! No man had ever treated you better than him back then, not even me. It makes me insanely jealous.”
Rena couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“Waylen, Let me go!”
He gazed at her intensely, struggling to find his voice.
“Sometimes I feel like you’ve fully returned to me but other times, it’s as if you’re not here as my wife, but just Alexis’ mother… Rena, I’m not satisfied.”
Sincerely, Rena responded, “I’ll accompany you to see a therapist tomorrow then!”
Whispering seductively into her ear, he enticed, “Rena, it’s not me with the problem; it’s you!”
He gently nibbled on the dewy skin behind her ear and continued, “ALL I want is for you to want me, just like the passion you once showed when you first saw me… Rena, do you know why we haven’t been intimate for so long? It’s because you don’t truly care about me. The only person you care about and love is Alexis. Even when I try to flirt with you, you’re only interested in the physical pleasure, not me as a person!”
Rena was left speechless, his words catching her off guard.
Waylen unbuckled his belt and gently wrapped it around her wrist.
Taken aback, Rena asked, “Waylen, what’s the meaning of this?
Let me go right now!”
He removed his tie, kissed her cheek tenderly, and smiled softly. “Relax, I just want you to feel me.”
Then, he covered her eyes.
Blindfolded, Rena’s other senses heightened, making her acutely aware of every touch and sound…
After kissing her passionately for a while, Waylen knelt beside her, took out his phone, and played a recording. Then, he placed the phone gently on her pillow near her head.
“I’ve put it on repeat.”
Upon listening to the recording for a few seconds, Rena’s face flushed with heat!
The recording was from that night when he was’ touching himself…
She bit her lip in frustration and finally cursed, “Waylen, you’re a despicable bastard! You’re out of your mind! You…”
Waylen continued to flirt with her, undeterred, “I’m just jealous! And I simply want you to rediscover your love and desire for me!”
With an air of nonchalance, he added, “I’ll go to the study and come back to you later!”