Korbyn confidently placed his chess piece on the intricately carved chessboard, offering his opinion.
âAs a young lady, it is best to maintain a certain level of reservation.
â
How could Korbyn fail to recognize his own daughterâs nature?
Waylen had mentioned that Cecilia possessed a pure simplicity and would readily comply with Haroldâs wishes.
Yet, Korbyn believed it was advantageous for Cecilia to be with the astute Harold who would look out for her.
Harold effortlessly deceived Cecilia, his smile masking his true intentions.
Just then, Juliette approached with a warm smile and addressed the group, âSince Waylen is unable to join us at the moment, why donât we proceed with our meal? The servant has already laid out the dishes.
â
Cecilia seized Haroldâs hand, pulling him close as they walked arm in arm, an intimate gesture reflecting their connection.
Korbyn and Juliette exchanged knowing smiles, an unspoken understanding passing between them.
During the subsequent lunch, the atmosphere remained pleasant.
Harold showcased his conversational prowess, endearing himself to Ceciliaâs parents.
After the meal, Cecilia led Harold to her private sanctuary on the second floor.
As the door closed behind them, she boldly initiated a passionate ki*s, revealing her desire to share a deeper connection with him.
However, Haroldâs wound and his s@xual encounter with the female escort earlier that morning meant that fatigue gripped him, leaving him devoid of the energy required for intimacy with Cecilia.
Moreover, his current state of mind did not lend itself to passionate endeavors, so he settled for a tender ki*s.
instead.
In a voice tinged with huskiness, he expressed, âGive me a few more days, my love.
Can you wait?â
Shyly, Cecilia nodded in agreement, her arms enveloping his waist as she inhaled his unique scent.
âI truly wish for you to shower and rid yourself of the perfumeâs aroma.
However, since itâs the scent of the nurseâs perfume, I donât mind.
â
Haroldâs smile bloomed as he affectionately caressed her head, soothing her concerns.
They decided to rest, seeking solace in each otherâs embrace.
A distant carâs sound then echoed from downstairs.
It could be Waylenâs arrival.
With gentle motions, Harold disengaged Ceciliaâs hands and made his way to the balcony, hoping for a glimpse.
Indeed, it was Waylen.
The afternoon sun cast its sweltering rays, prompting Waylen to discard his jacket.
Dressed in a dapper dark blue shirt and suit trousers, he engaged in a phone conversation.
âIâve returned to my parentsâ house.
Iâll pick you up around five oâclock! Start packing your belongings.
â
Tension coiled within Haroldâs body.
He knew it must be Rena conversing with Waylen on the other end of the line.
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Was Rena planning to move in with Waylen?
At that moment, Waylen lifted his gaze and locked eyes with Harold.
A knowing smile graced his lips.
Waylen chuckled.
Speaking gently into the phone, he reassured, âItâs nothing, my dear.
I simply spotted an acquaintance! If there are items you cant bring along, we can always purchase new ones on our way back.
â
After concluding his phone call, Waylen disconnected the line.