Last night, he had a fling with other women and felt invigorated.
He mumbled, âI donât have to play⦠Itâs⦠Just so-so.
Nothing new.
â
Rena didnât want to interfere in his private life as long as it didnât affect his work.
In the evening, she didnât ask him to drive her to meet Waylen.
Taking a taxi, Rena arrived at the French restaurant, where Waylen was waiting for her at the entrance.
The place exuded a romantic atmosphere.
Waylen was dressed formally.
He was sporting a black shirt, dark gray tie, and a black handmade three-piece suit.
His presence commanded attention, and anyone passing by couldnât help but give him a few more glances.
Rena couldnât help but take a deep look at him before composing herself.
Waylen approached her and asked, âWhy didnât you let Zack drive you here? Maybe Iâll pick you up next time.
â
Rena wanted to say there wouldnât be a next time, but with what she was about to ask for, she swallowed her words and forced a smile, âI can take a cab.
Itâs not troubleâ
Waylen didnât press further and led her inside.
He had booked the entire French restaurant, likely wanting a private space to talk.
Rena felt the pressure weighing on her as she sat down and placed their orders.
In a soft voice, she said, âYou donât need to spend so much money,â
The man seemed unconcerned about the menu, leaving the choices up to Rena.
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He took a sip of wine before dinner and smiled, âRena, weâve been together for a along time, but it feels like we havenât had many intimate dates like this.
This place is nice.
Maybe we should come here more often in the future.
â
Rena ordered two set menus and thanked the waiter.
She then looked at Waylen, who was leaning back in his chair, studying her.
There was no denying his attractiveness, especially under the glow of the luxurious crystal lighting.
Taking a sip of water, Rena found it difficult to speak, but she mustered the courage.
âRegarding Roscoe and Vera, I want to ask for yourâ¦â
Waylen interrupted, setting his glass down and gently rubbing it with his slender fingers, as if he were caressing a woman.
His demeanor remained elegant and noble,
He let out a small laugh.
âLetâs discuss business after dinner.
â
Rena had lost her appetite, but she forced herself to eat a little.
She didnât want to appear too concerned about their past.
Now that she was asking for Waylenâs help, she needed to play it nice.
Waylen, on the other hand, seemed much more relaxed.
He occasionally asked about work and even mentioned Zack.