Waylen didnât stop her.
He didnât go upstairs to see the children either.
His mind was in shambles.
When he got back in his car, he lit a cigarette.
A few days ago, he decided to give up.
Just as Rena said, they would be better off separated.
But the fact that another man called Rena made Waylen jealous.
Waylen was unhappy.
He couldnât imagine completely giving up on Rena.
He didnât relish the idea of Rena entertaining other men and letting them pursue her.
Waylen sat in the car and smoked slowly.
Soon, the interior of his car turned hazy with cigarette smoke, obscuring him.
He smoked five cigarettes before shifting gears, stepping on the gas, and leaving Renaâs villa.
The guards at the gates of the villa saw Waylen drive away, but they all remained in their posts like statues.
Late at night, Waylen went back to the Fowlersâ house.
Korbyn was still awake.
It was obvious that he was waiting for Waylen.
Waylen walked in and sat on the sofa, letting out a long sigh.
Korbyn glanced at his son and said crossly, âDonât you have a place to come back to? Why are you still living with your old folks?â
Closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose, Waylen retorted, âCeciliaâs still living here.
â
Korbyn sneered.
âYour sisterâs situation is different from yours.
â
Waylen grinned.
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Korbyn stared at him for a long time and said reluctantly, âYou left your mother heartbroken when you divorced Rena.
She cries herself to sleep every night because of your idiocy.
â
Waylen opened his eyes.
His mind was still in quite a mess.
After a while, he asked softly, âDo you also want me to remarry Rena, Dad?â
Korbyn cleared his throat in response.
He replied, âThatâs not what I want.
Whether or not you and Rena get back together doesnât matter anymore.
To be honest, Iâm only haranguing you to move out because I want Rena to move back in with the children.
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