Waylen had to attend a social engagement for work one day.

He was in a bad mood, so he drank a little too much at the banquet.

After the party, he got in the car tipsy and dizzy.

The chauffeur knew nothing about Waylen’s private life, so he commented while he was opening the car door for his boss, “You’re drunk, Mr.

Fowler.

Mrs.

Fowler won’t be pleased.

Women don’t like their men coming home to them intoxicated.

Hearing the chauffeur’s remark, Waylen just leaned against the back seat.

He took out a cigarette from his cigarette case and lit it.

Exhaling the smoke, he smiled bitterly and asked, “Are you sure she even cares?”

like he didn’t have

now, he and Rena were more

away from him, her

hadn’t shared a bed

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him to touch

to have fights sometimes, but they should be able to

chose to move into

to talk to her, much

Rena drove between them, they couldn’t tackle

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Waylen’s tone, the chauffeur decided

shut the car door, walked around the car, and hopped into the

about to pull away when someone

“Mr.

Fowler!”

out the window

crutch

Waylen’s gaze, Mavis looked at

leg should recover within two months, and there

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