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 and Rena were more like roommates sharing

kept away from him, her

hadn’t shared a

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didn’t allow him to touch

a couple to have fights sometimes, but they should be able to resolve their problems and

chose to move into

talk to her, much more sleep

drove between them, they couldn’t tackle their

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the pain in Waylen’s tone, the chauffeur

the car door, walked around the car, and

about to pull away

“Mr.

Fowler!”

looked out the window and saw

a crutch and hobbling toward

looked at her leg with

doctor said my leg should recover within two months, and there will

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