NovelEnglishRena carefully made her selections, occasionally seeking Waylen’s advice.
“What do you think of this set of top-tier emerald jewelry? Or would the ruby pieces be more suitable for Cecilia? Waylen, are you paying attention?” Rena turned around, a hint of displeasure in her tone,
Casually leaning against the cabinet, Waylen stretched his tall frame leisurely. With a lazy smile, he said, “Isn’t it Edwin’s birthday? Why are you choosing jewelry for Cecilia? Don’t spoil her.”
Consumed by impulsive passion, he moved closer, wrapped his arms around Rena’s waist, and kissed her lips.
Since Rena had become pregnant, Waylen was mindful of their physical intimacy, even with a simple kiss, trying to avoid pressing his body against her belly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe held Rena against the cabinet, and she raised her head to meet his kiss, sharing in the tender moment.
Finally, he whispered, “Rena, you always spoil Cecilia.”
Rena toyed with his shirt buttons and responded playfully, “That’s because I know what you’re thinking.”
Waylen raised an eyebrow, his handsome face exuding a masculine charm.
Rena smiled and added, “Actually, I have my own ulterior motive. You’ve mentioned that Alexis will take over the Exceed Group, and Marcus will inherit the Fowler Group. But what about Edwin?”
“Mark will handle it,” Waylen replied nonchalantly.
Rena’s gaze softened.
“But I also want to give Cecilia more gifts to back her up. I won’t just give her jewelry; I’ll also give a villa to Edwin as his starting capital for marriage.”
She purposely emphasized this point and turned to select more jewelry.
Moved by her thoughtful gesture, Waylen hugged her from behind and said, “That’s why I said you always spoil Cecilia. You’ve already given gifts to everyone. What are you going to give me?”
Rena paused.
After a moment of reflection, she placed her hand on top of his and whispered softly, “I’ll give myself to you.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWaylen didn’t say another word.
Cradling her in his tender embrace, he cherished their intimate moment in quiet serenity.
Cecilia was in the living room, engrossed in playing games on the sofa.
Lost in her gaming world, her phone suddenly disappeared from her hand, taken away by a hand.
She looked up, blinking in disbelief at the person standing in front of her.
It was Mark!
Wasn’t he supposed to be very busy? Why was he here now? Cecilia voiced her questions directly.
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