Observing Renaâs detached demeanor, Waylen furrowed his brow, though he concealed any disappointment,
Instead, he offered considerately, âThen weâll spend the night at your place.
Rest for now, and Iâll handle the walk later,â
Rena did not object.
She was aware that opposing his suggestion might convey a sense of stinginess or excessive concern on her part.
While driving, Waylen asked casually, âDid you have dinner with Paisley? She seemed unwell.
â
Nodding, Rena recounted the recent events to Waylen.
As she finished speaking, Waylen brought the car to a halt at an intersection, the red light illuminating the space ahead.
With his gaze fixed on the road, he uttered a soft question, âWhy didnât you tell me that you needed financial assistance?â
Waylen, being a man, could not help but care about the Gordon familyâs circumstances, even going so far as to downsize their residence.
Renaâs eyes lowered, her voice barely a whisper as she replied, âI donât feel comfortable spending your money right now.
â
Silence enveloped the car, the weight of their unspoken thoughts palpable.
After a considerable pause, Waylen spoke again, his voice filled with compassion.
âIs it because you feel uncertain?â
Rena remained silent, her mind awash with conflicting emotions.
Though she carried remnants of regret, tempted by the romantic night and the intimacy they had shared, she had boldly embraced their relationship.
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Yet, her present state held a tinge of timidity, a fear of reliving past mistakes.
Waylen drove back to Renaâs apartment.
Snowball wagged its tail in excitement and bounded over towards them as soon as they arrived.
Rena quickly shrugged off her coat and petted Snowball on the head.
âGood girl,â she said dotingly.
Snowball happily raised its paw.
It seemed to want to play outside.
So Rena handed the leash to Waylen and said, âCan you take Snowball out for a walk? Iâll cook you a bowl of noodles.
â
Waylen didnât say anything.
He simply looked at her with some eagerness in his eyes.
Then he took the leash and Squatted down to put it on the dog.
Together, they headed out the door.
The small kitchen of the apartment had a window facing the outdoors.
When Rena was chopping up some vegetables, she glanced outside and saw Waylen walking Snowball.
His slender, god-like figure was dressed immaculately.
Even as he strode alongside the unruly dog, he looked like a model.