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.

crisp, white shirt. He looked smart,

tense, but Waylen seemed not

slightly at Harold in greeting

declared, “Miss Gordon, your medical bills amount to $22, 600 in total. Add me on WhatsApp so

bedside table before she could recover

leisurely leaned against the bed frame and typed his number into her

You are so poor. You only have $18,

Rena blushed in embarrassment.

owe me $4, 600. How about you join me at the country club some time? We can play

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