She attempted to push Waylen away, but he wouldnât budge.
Instead, he pursed his thin, attractive lips and smiled.
Alexis leaned against his chest, letting out a yawn.
She believed that her daddy truly had deep affection for her mommy.
Alexis eagerly rushed to go downstairs.
Waylen gently patted her on the backside and said, âLeonel and Marcus are having smacks.
You should join them and grab something to eat.
â
Hearing that, Alexis ran downstairs.
Once Alexis left, Waylen gracefully returned to the door and locked it.
Rena had finished feeding Elva.
The four-month-old baby was now peacefully asleep.
Unaware of her surroundings, Rena gently placed Elva in the crib and leaned over to check on her.
Waylen turned around and saw this beautiful scene.
He quietly walked up and put his arms around her slender waist from behind, caressing it for a moment.
He grinned and said, âItâs as slender as ever.
â
However, he wasnât exactly well-behaved, and his hands wandered down her waist.
Rena gasped, held his hand, and whispered, âWhat are you doing?â
âI want to ki*s you, Mrs.
Fowler.
Would you allow me to do so?â
Waylen asked politely, but his actions suggested the opposite.
Since Rena wasnât properly dressed after breast-feeding the baby, he found it convenient to proceed.
Before long, he had taken Rena to the sofa, making her sit on his lap.
Waylen was in the prime of his life.
He was mature, handsome, and his formal attire added a touch of different type of charm to his appearance.
In contrast, Rena wasnât dressed appropriately.
She was flustered and tried to adjust her clothing, but Waylen gently stopped her.
He caressed her tenderly, causing Rena to bite her lip.
He smiled in response.
Rena couldnât help it.
She felt annoyed whenever he initiated intimacy while the children were still up.
Couldnât he have waited until later in the evening?