The small box smacked Harold on the forehead, leaving a red mark in its wake.

But Harold didn’t care.

He simply squatted down to pick up the small box and pocketed it. One day, he’d slip this diamond ring on Rena’s finger and make her his own.

“What happened to you and Cecilia wasn’t my fault,” he said defensively.

Rena squeezed her eyes shut and repeated herself through gritted teeth, “I said, get out!”

Harold wanted to say something more, but just then, the door was pushed open.

Waylen strode in.

a crisp, white shirt. He looked smart,

tense,

in greeting

handed a piece of paper to Rena and declared, “Miss Gordon, your medical bills amount to $22, 600 in total. Add me on WhatsApp so that you can transfer

for her phone on the bedside table before she

frame and typed his

poor. You only

Rena blushed in embarrassment.

seriously, “You still owe me $4, 600. How about you join me at the country club some time? We can play a round of golf. If you agree, you won’t need to give the $4, 600

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