But in Waylen’s heart, Rena was his wife, and his home was her home. It was okay for Rena to bring a friend home occasionally.
Waylen’s Luxury car was like a meteor shooting across the night sky. When they arrived at the apartment, Waylen considerately opened the door of the guest room for Vera. The guest room had its own bathroom.
Waylen said to Rena, “A lot of your clothes are in the master bedroom already. You may lend Vera some of them if you want.”
Rena wondered when her clothes arrived here.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtVera was very gossipy.
Even when she was sad, she still wanted to tittle-tattle.
Sniffing, she asked Rena, “You two are living in together?”
Rena couldn’t make it clear.
When Rena entered the master bedroom, she marched directly to the walk-in closet and snapped, “Who told you to bring my clothes here? You always talk nonsense and ruin my reputation.”
When she threw open the cloakroom doors, she saw pieces from all of her favorite fashion brands inside.
The tags on them hadn’t been taken off yet.
She also noticed that some dresses were added.
The dresses were very feminine.
Women of her age seldom wore such articles of clothing.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBeing treated Like this by Waylen, Rena couldn’t help feeling a Little touched. Examining the tags, she said with less confidence, “I didn’t say I would live with you.”
Waylen hugged her from behind.
He kissed her delicate neck and said in a hoarse voice, “Didn’t you already spend the night here?”
Rena replied anxiously, “We didn’t have sex.”
“Do you want to have sex?”
Rena felt blood rush to her cheeks. Waylen could be so bad.
Looking at her, Waylen beamed. He hugged her a bit tighter and whispered in her ear, “Rena, no man will not want to have sex with his beloved woman. But you’re still too young. I want to wait.”
Feeling her face heat up again, Rena got curious.