Korbyn then warned, âYou should be more considerate to your wife from now on.
You should do more chores at home so that she can take a break, have coffee, watch movies⦠If youâre too focused on work, then your mother and I will pitch in to take care of Marcus.
â
A few exchanges Later, Waylen hung up.
He really wanted to call Rena again, but at least his mother had gone to see her.
Half an hour later, Jazlyn knocked and came in.
âMr.
Fowler, the press conference is about to begin.
ALL the major media outlets in Duefron have come.
Donât worry.
Iâve arranged everything well.
They wonât dare to write anything too⦠random.
â
Waylen stood up and straightened his tie.
In the conference room of the Exceed Group.
Hundreds of reporters pointed their cameras at the podium.
The room was filled with chaos as everyone discussed their thoughts on the matter.
The news was too thrilling to pass up.
They all wondered whether Waylen would announce the divorce or put on a public show of affection with his wife, pretending that the news was false.
The door to the meeting room opened slowly.
Waylen strode in with a reserved look on his face.
He didnât look like a man that was about to divorce his wife.
Before any of the reporters could question him, he spoke a few words into the microphone.
âFirst of all, I reserve the right to investigate the matter and sue whoever divulged my wifeâs privacy.
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Secondly, Iâm not divorcing my wife.
âAnd thirdlyâ¦â
Faced with hundreds of snapping shutters and flashing lights, Waylen smiled and said affectionately, âMrs.
Fowler, whether as a husband or a lover, Iâll strive to be the best.
We still have a lifetime to try.
I believe that one day, youâll want me again.
â
The audience instantly burst into an uproar.
Was this Waylenâs confession of love?
What a bold man!
How could he say such a thing in public in front of all those cameras?
Unfazed, Waylen smiled and continued, âItâs true that there might be something wrong with our marriage, but I donât care.
Iâll never give up on us, and Iâll never fall for anyone else.
And if you donât believe me, then⦠Mrs.
Fowler, Iâll transfer all my property to you.
If youâre not happy, you donât have to force yourself to share a bed with me.
Even if itâs reduced to once a year, I donât mind.
Iâll always be loyal to you, Mrs.
Fowler.
â @
Sure enough, the Exceed Groupâs corporate lawyer came over and liquidated all of Waylenâs properties.
The properties were transferred under Renaâs name on the spot.