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Chapter 237 She Is Mr. Fowler’s

Wife!

Rena saw through Waylen’s deception, remaining unswayed.

A contemptuous snort escaped her lips as she retorted, “My happiness is not contingent on your personal affairs.”

Waylen’s smile widened and he confidently stated, “My private life has nothing to do with her. However, you and Alexis play a significant role in it!”

With a pointed gaze directed at Alexis, he turned to her and inquired, “Wouldn’t you agree?”

Alexis, perched on her father’s lap, regarded Rena with a gaze that hinted at a heartbreaker.

Rena found herself at a loss for words, unable to respond.

Their conversation was interrupted by the arrival of Jazlyn.

Jazlyn approached with a tray holding Alexis’ favorite pine nut muffins and an assortment of

delectable desserts.

Following Jazlyn was Maeve Stanley, a renowned female celebrity known for her confidence.

Maeve possessed exceptional acting skills, accolades and a respectable reputation within the

industry.

Having missed an opportunity to get closer to Waylen during their time in Hondrau, she had come

today to finalize an official contract, determined not to let this chance slip away again.

Jazlyn made a welcoming gesture, addressing Maeve, “Miss Stanley, please have a seat.”

Maeve smiled, prepared to take a seat, but her brows furrowed upon noticing another woman

already occupying the sofa.

The woman was undeniably stunning, exuding youth and elegance. In contrast to the typically

waif-like female stars in the entertainment industry, she possessed a slender yet shapely figure.

Maeve’s unease grew, contemplating if this woman could be Waylen’s lover.

Just as Maeve hesitated, Alexis climbed down from Waylen’s lap, took hold of Jazlyn’s hand and

obediently settled at a small round table, ready to savor the desserts.

With a soft voice, Alexis made another request, “Miss Gordon, could you please join me?”

Miss Gordon?

Relief washed over Maeve. It seemed this woman was merely a baby sitter or something like

that.

Disregarding Rena, Maeve confidently seated herself on the sofa, fixing her gaze on Waylen with

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an alluring charm. “Mr. Fowler, I would like to discuss the contract details with you.”

Waylen cast a brief glance in her direction.

He walked over to the coffee machine, preparing to brew a cup of coffee.

Knowing Rena’s fondness for coffee, he had specially acquired a quality vintage coffee machine.

from Ypsila, ensuring she could enjoy a delicious cup every time she visited.

Removing his coat, Waylen revealed a dark blue shirt paired with black suit pants.

The well-fitted shirt accentuated his impressive physique, showcasing his maturity and charm. Maeve couldn’t help but feel that she had finally found the perfect match for herself.

Assuming that the coffee was being made for her, she took it for granted.

Despite Waylen being a business elite, she was an A-list actress in her own right, believing she

deserved someone of his caliber.

Compelled to win over his daughter, Maeve took a seat at the small round table. She too desired

to relish a muffin and engage Alexis in conversation.

As she feached out her hand, Alexis swiftly snatched the last pine nut muffin, scurried over to Rena and gently fed it to her, inquiring, “Mom, is it delicious?”

Mom?

Wasn’t this woman her sitter?!

Maeve, who had experienced many things in life, now found herself feeling deeply embarrassed.

When she looked at Rena once more, she dared not display the same arrogance as before, yet

she clung to a glimmer of hope.

Waylen and his wife had long divorced, so perhaps this meeting was solely due to the child.

Meanwhile, Waylen approached the scene.

Placing a cup of coffee in front of Rena, he said gently, “It’s not advisable to consume excessive amounts of coffee. You should limit yourself to half a cup.”

Maeve was utterly taken aback!

That cup of coffee was not intended for her!

Unwilling to accept this reality, frustration took hold of her, and she demanded, “Why?”

She refused to believe that Waylen was unaware of her thoughts. That night, she had knocked on his room door. He had denied her entry, but he hadn’t uttered a single harsh word. Later, she heard that he had left Hondrau that very night.

Waylen had always been careful to separate his personal and professional life.

He gently patted Rena’s shoulder and instructed, Take Lexi to the lounge. I’ll discuss business matters with Miss Stanley.”

Recognizing that he wished to spare Maeve any embarrassment, Rena complied, lifting Alexis

into her arms.

Resting her head on Rena’s shoulder, Alexis stuck out her tongue playfully at Maeve.

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Returning to his desk, Waylen dialed an internal line, summoning the deputy general manager. “Barry, come to my office.”

Barry Reed responded promptly.

Waylen then paid no attention to Maeve. He focused on the document and engaged in

conversation with Jazlyn.

At that moment, Barry arrived.

As soon as he entered, Waylen pointed at Maeve and stated icily, “Miss Stanley wishes to revisit the contract. You can handle it with her. By the way, did we previously agree on an annual

endorsement fee of 12 million dollars? Due to recent financial difficulties, we will reduce it to 10

million dollars. If she is dissatisfied, she doesn’t have to sign the contract.”

Barry was taken aback.

What had happened?

Turning a cold gaze towards Maeve, Waylen declared, “Miss Stanley, henceforth, direct all your

inquiries to Mr. Reed here!”

Having already saved her from humiliation once, and seeing that she had not grasped her

mistake, Waylen felt no obligation to spare her further embarrassment.

He sought a spokesperson, not a lover!

Maeve found herself in a state of deep embarrassment.

It was only now that she realized that his rejection that night had not been a mere tease. He

simply did not take her seriously and had no desire to be with her at all.

She had let her imagination run wild.

Afraid to offend Waylen, even in her embarrassment and with a reduced endorsement fee, she

still maintained a polite tone as she said, “Mr. Fowler, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation.”

Waylen merely nodded coldly in response.

Maeve couldn’t help but feel a sense of disappointment wash over her.

Once she had departed, Waylen made his way into the lounge.

Alexis had drifted off to sleep.

Rena, positioned beside her, propped her head with her hand. With delicate fingers, she tenderly

caressed Alexis’ little face, exuding an intense focus and gentleness.

Unable to resist, Waylen removed his shoes and settled beside Rena.

His hand found its place on her slender waist, and he whispered, “I truly haven’t done anything to

encourage her.”

In truth, Rena was well aware of this fact.

If he had harbored any intentions towards Maeve, there were countless opportunities for him to

act on them back in Hondrau.

Yet Rena had no desire to inquire about his private affairs, for there existed nothing between them

other than Alexis.

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Silence enveloped them.

Waylen comprehended the meaning behind her silence. However, he couldn’t help but feel at twinge of unhappiness that she seemed indifferent.

Attempting to stir up a flirtatious exchange, his large hand on her slender waist began to move with gentle gestures. He even playfully nibbled on her earlobe, whispering, “Rena, you truly know

how to provoke me!”

Rena issued a gentle reminder, “Waylen, let’s not wake Lexi.”

This rare opportunity wasn’t lost on Waylen. Lifting the quilt, he covered both of them, his hand

discreetly tracing her body.

Unbeknownst to them, Alexis slyly opened her eyes.

Swiftly, she turned over and feigned a snore.

Rena was taken aback by this sudden revelation.

She tightly grasped Waylen’s hand and silently gazed at him.

Waylen interlaced his fingers with hers, leaning in close to touch their foreheads together as he whispered, “I truly desire to make love to you, Rena. I refuse to believe that you haven’t yearned for me during these past few years. Even if you haven’t, you’ll still yearn for my…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Rena kicked him playfully.

In a hoarse voice, she asserted, “Aren’t you supposed to be going to work?”

He tenderly rubbed his nose against her neck before reluctantly getting out of bed.

Once he departed, Rena cradled Alexis in her arms, planting a tender kiss on her forehead before

closing her own eyes.

Waylen constantly desired to make love to her. Whenever an opportunity presented itself, he

would attempt to take advantage of her.

Rena wasn’t a prudish woman, but she held a deep fear of becoming pregnant, aside from her

inability to forget the painful past.

The pain of giving birth to Alexis still lingered in her memory, etched deeply within her soul.

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