NovelEnglishRetreating to her room, Rena indulged in a refreshing shower before sinking into her bed. Sleep eluded her, consumed by ceaseless contemplation.
Eloise’s demeanor lingered in her thoughts, hinting at an acceptance of Darren’s impending two-year imprisonment.
Rena’s heart bore a tinge of melancholy.
Vengeance against Harold had danced through her mind but she harbored the sober realization that she wielded no power over him right now. Moreover, she had a duty to tend to Eloise, a soul unacquainted with the trials of life.
Rena tossed and turned, trapped in the clutches of sleeplessness. At the stroke of four in the morning, her phone erupted in an unexpected ring.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtInitially assuming it to be a spam message, she contemplated deleting it but her senses froze when she laid eyes upon the screen.
It was a message from Waylen.
“Are you still awake?” the text read.
Attached was a photograph, seemingly captured from the balcony of his apartment.
The image depicted the dazzling night vista of Duefron’s liveliest street, accentuated by a delicate goblet resting against the railing.
Rena gazed at the photograph for an extended duration, lost in contemplation.
She delicately caressed her phone, torn between a longing hesitation. In the end, she refrained from immediately responding to his message, opting instead to compose a reply half an hour later.
“Apologies, Mr. Fowler. I was fast asleep just moments ago,” she conveyed.
Observing Rena’s response, Waylen’s countenance bloomed with a smile, cradling a glass of wine in his hand.
He found her endearing, with a touch of unique charm.
Choosing not to reply, he simply savored a sip of the crimson nectar held within his goblet.
In the ensuing days, Waylen did not make another appearance, yet intermittently sent Rena a photograph or a few words. Each time, Rena abstained from reciprocating his messages.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYet, an unspoken understanding of their deep connection lingered between them.
One morning, while en route to work, Rena’s path was interrupted by a call from Waylen.
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After a brief moment of hesitation, she answered the phone. “Mr. Fowler?”
Seated within his car, Waylen clutched a document upon his lap, the dossier pertaining to Darren’s case.
Waylen recollected the prior evening when he had requested the document from Hyatt. In response, Hyatt had offered a knowing smile and remarked, “Waylen, why the sudden change of heart? Is it because of Miss Gordon? She’s a remarkable woman and Tyrone really adores her…”
At that moment, donning a subtle smile, Waylen had implored Hyatt to keep Rena unaware.
Waylen expressed his need to reconsider the matter.
Presently, Waylen tenderly flipped through the documents and spoke to Rena, saying, “I will be embarking on a week—long business trip! When I return, let us rendezvous. There is something I must share with you.”
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