Once downtown, she switched to a taxi, throwing Waylen off her trail.

Her phone vibrated. It was Waylen, again.

She answered this time.

Her tone was soft, yet firm.

“I’m with Vera.”

After Waylen’s response, she ended the call, only to blacklist his number when he tried again. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Vera, observing, cradled her chin in surprise.

these years, his love for you hasn’t waned,”

her voice tinged with humor, “Perhaps Waylen’s going through a midlife crisis.” That might explain his fixation on Harrison and the unconscious

this side of him, but she insisted

she concluded, a male voice drifted in from the private room’s

Angela’s Library

“Midlife crisis, am I?”

Rena swiveled.

engagement. Drawing close, he bent down to plant a kiss on her lips, murmuring, “Mrs. Fowler, it seems you value me less now

his prime, Waylen exuded an alluring blend of

to kiss his wife, creating an enchantingly beautiful

observing the

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