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?”

had been living like he didn’t

Rena were more like roommates sharing a

kept away from him, her own

hadn’t shared a bed in

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him to touch

fights sometimes, but they

to

Waylen to talk to her, much

of the wedge that Rena drove between them,

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the chauffeur decided

door, walked around the car,

about to pull away when someone

“Mr.

Fowler!”

out the

on a crutch and hobbling

gaze, Mavis looked at her

should recover within two months, and

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