âRenalâ
Waylenâs voice was stern, cutting her off.
He couldnât allow her to continue down that dark path.
But Rena seemed undeterred.
In a harsh tone despite the gentleness in her voice, she said, âSheâd better not play tricks again, otherwise⦠Mr.
Fowler, I donât mind challenging the law.
â
Waylenâs heart raced, realizing the depth of her anger and frustration.
He looked at her, trying to understand the real her.
After a moment, he whispered, âRena, who are you really? Look at yourself.
Youâre not gentle at all.
â
In response, Rena threw a magazine at him and retorted, âThen you can treat me as a bad woman.
â
Waylen gritted his teeth, feeling the tension between them.
He decided to leave, and as he slammed the door behind him, Renaâs words echoed in his mind.
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Back in the master bedroom, he took a shower to calm himself.
As he removed his coat, he thought about the hair on it.
Without hesitation, he discarded the coat into the trash can.
But when he opened the closet in the cloakroom, he was taken aback.
Half of the closet, where their clothes used to hang together, was now empty.
The absence of her beautiful dresses made him realize the depth of the divide between them.
Rena had moved all her things away, leaving only his suits and shirts behind.
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At that moment, Waylenâs realization hit him like a wave crashing onto the shore.
Rena wasnât joking.
Yes, she was still living under the same roof as the Fowler family.
However, their marriage had become nothing more than a facade, held together only by their two children.
As he washed his face and shaved, he couldnât help but touch his own reflection in the mirror.
He silently wondered if Rena still felt anything when she looked at him.
Despite residing in the same house, they barely crossed paths.
Rena deliberately avoided him, retreating to her own space whenever he spent time with
Alexis.