Chapter 233

Opening it, he discovered a bowl of steamed pear with rock sugar.

It was a soothing remedy for his throat.

He sat down, took a few bites, and then walked into the bedroom.

There, Rena lay in peaceful slumber.

Her form wrapped in the modest embrace of a white pajama set.

It was evident that she had chosen to abstain from the usual intimacy they shared.

Waylen guessed that she had uncovered something, a secret he had kept hidden.

Resolute in his desire to bridge the growing chasm between them, he gently enfolded her in his arms, their bodies seeking solace in proximity.

Rena,” he whispered softly, his voice laced

“Waylen.

her voice laced with a little hint of

in the

to make love

need to tell you

for several years… She is Lynden Coleman’s

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it marked Cecilia’s birthday, potentially her last before getting

love for her by choosing to host the grand celebration at

a lavish affair for their beloved

Fowler family’s house, the air buzzed with

with a live band playing melodious tunes, mouthwatering delicacies spread across tables, and elegantly dressed

collarbones, and the back cutout, held together by mere thin straps

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