Rena simply smiled, making her intentions clear.
Waylen stared at her for a few seconds, his emotions swirling within.
Then he turned around and left, his temper evident.
At seven o’clock in the evening, Rena was ready to head out.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtUnexpectedly, Waylen suddenly swung open the bedroom door and fixed his gaze upon her.
She was donning a stunning golden dress with delicate shoulder straps.
No silk stockings adorned her legs, which were elegantly slender and straight.
Matching fur coat and heels of the same color as her dress elevated her appearance.
Tonight, Rena exuded an unparalleled radiance.
Waylen’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he said in a hoarse and low voice, “Let me drive you there.”
“No, thanks. Ross is waiting for me.”
“Are you sure you want to attend the party dressed like this? Rena, you have a husband.”
Rena lowered her eyes and let out a smile.
Husband? Did he genuinely consider her his wife?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn his eyes, she was nothing more than a skilled lover in bed or the perfect daughter-in-law for the Fowler family. Their relationship had nothing to do with love.
Without hesitation, she turned around and walked away.
As she entered the car, Ross couldn’t help but compliment, “Mrs. Fowler, you look stunning tonight.”
“I’m attending a party,” Rena replied absentmindedly.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the Mellowny Club.
Rena opened the door to the small banquet hall and confirmed that Vera’s words were true.
Numerous old friends of theirs were present, creating an atmosphere suitable for relaxation and enjoyment.
In high spirits, Rena removed her coat and settled into a corner sofa, engaging in conversation with Vera.