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After parking his car, he entered the establishment and was greeted by the melodic notes of a piano.

In the very next moment, Waylen’s eyes fell upon Rena.

She was dressed in an elegant white gown, engrossed in playing an aged piano.

Her radiance mirrored the beauty he had witnessed the first time she graced him with a performance.

With a gentle clench of his fist, Waylen felt a fleeting sense of unease.

It wasn’t because the piano produced a subpar sound; rather, he sensed that Rena was struggling. Her playing did not possess the same level of proficiency as before.

Perhaps she had not fully recovered, he speculated.

As Rena concluded her performance, he softly called out to her, “Rena!”

At the sound of his voice, Rena’s body froze momentarily.

However, she composed herself and turned her head, maintaining an air of calmness.

“Mr. Fowler?” Her tone was courteous, as if she were addressing an ordinary acquaintance.

Waylen surveyed his surroundings.

He found himself surrounded by mostly elderly people, their hair now turned white, all casting curious gazes in his direction.

Waylen, speaking with a gentle tone, expressed, “May I have a moment alone with you?”

Finally, Rena obliged and led him to the tea room.

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Inside a quaint wooden cottage, a grand French window adorned with an abundance of blooming flowers and lush plants caught their attention.

With a dignified presence, Waylen settled into his seat.

Rena gracefully poured a cup of tea for him and casually remarked, “We don’t have fine coffee or wine here. Black tea is our finest offering. Please make do with it.”

Waylen’s purpose for being here extended beyond the realms of tea; such matters did not concer him.

Seated across from each other, the warmth of the black tea enveloped their surroundings.

Waylen initiated the conversation, inquiring, “How are you doing?”

Rena lowered her gaze, delicately sipping the black tea, After a prolonged moment, she responded softly, “Not bad, Quite well, actually.”

From his pocket, Waylen retrieved a letter,

Rena recognized it as the invitation she had discarded, inviting her to attend the prestigious music school in Flirean, How could it now be in Waylen’s possession?

Waylen gently tapped the envelope with his fingers.

His gaze fixed upon Rena, he asked, “Are you still planning to go to Flirean? I heard you play the piano earlier. Is your foot still not fully healed?”

Rena tenderly touched her leg.

It… would never fully recover.

All that remained of their relationship was the injury inflicted upon her foot.

She would never ascend to the heights of a distinguished pianist. There was no longer a need to pursue Flirean and she would be unable to drive in the future… This was the price she had paid.

Yet Waylen remained unscathed.

Rena harbored no complaints. Her smile remained intact. “Thank you for your concern. I believe I won’t be going there.”

She spoke with a lightness in her tone.

However, Waylen felt an acute pang in his heart.

Rena had once declared that unless he offered his heart to her, she would not accept him.

Now, he yearned to give his everything to her… she no longer desired him.

Waylen refrained from further inquiries. Another question would cross the threshold, breaching the delicate balance. Slowly savoring the last sip of his black tea, he gazed at the setting sun. Then, with utmost tenderness, he suggested, “Allow me to drive you home.”

Waylen added, his voice laced with determination, “Your car is still in the garage and in a pitiful state. I will purchase a brand new car for you.”

Rena tightly clutched the cup, fighting to suppress her swirling emotions.

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She locked her gaze onto Waylen and offered a smile. “Mr. Fowler, we have ended our relationship. I have received the compensation for the break-up and have already moved my belongings. Jazlyn should have inventoried your possessions. We are now even.”

“I don’t desire that BMW,” she continued.

“And as for the new car you plan to buy, I have no need for it either.”

Rena rose from her seat and swung open the wooden door.

Remaining composed, she spoke in a calm and polite manner. “I have a class to teach shortly, Mr. Fowler. Please leave. From this moment onward… there is no necessity for us to cross paths again.”

She was ushering him away.

Waylen’s gaze delved into profound depths.

He observed Rena, yet failed to discern any trace of affection on her countenance.

Was this the same Rena who fearlessly nestled in his arms, eagerly kissed him, and implored for more?

Was she the Rena who blushed at his presence and became enraptured with the mere touch of his hand?

She had wholly retracted all her sentiments.

Waylen suddenly came to realize that he was the one who had been indulged.

Rena had moved on, while he remained unable to overcome his longing for her.

At that moment, Waylen suddenly thought of Harold. When Harold realized what he had missed, did he too experience the same feelings that now plagued Waylen?

Two days later, Waylen’s path crossed with Harold’s.

A fortuitous social gathering unfolded within the opulent confines of a private suite at the Mellowny Club.

Harold leisurely blew a smoke ring into the air, casting a sidelong glance at Waylen.

It was evident that Harold had been repressed for quite some time.

Seeing Waylen in such low spirits was a rare occurrence and Harold couldn’t resist the urge to provoke him further.

Extending hospitality, Harold poured a glass of wine for Waylen.

“Are you feeling down?” he inquired.

swiftly downed its contents in one gulp.

his phone and scrolled through his album

a dining table. She appeared more

his gaze fixated on

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me at night as well. It was not special. Soon enough, she will forget about you and fall in love with Tyrone. She’ll cook

Tyrone’s close relationship with her,

engaged in

escalating conflict. When Waylen unleashed his wrath, his icy and noble demeanor truly

womanizer, Harold stood no chance against Waylen’s superior physical strength and suffered a miserable

to be

spectacle but feigned an attempt to intervene, remarking, “Why are you doing this? You know he’s already unhappy. I can’t believe you’re

intoxication had clearly impaired his

dripping with contempt, “Waylen, this is your comeuppance. I may be a despicable person who failed Rena but I genuinely care for her. If she were to choose me now, I

about you? You hurt

He

refused to remain silent,

the blood from the corner of his mouth, he hissed vehemently, “Every time

Flirean. But now, she has finally come

lunged forward, ready to strike

dared to intervene, for it was clear that nothing could stop Harold. Observing Waylen’s readiness to retaliate, the

of the enclosure, stepping out into

shirt bore crimson stains, remnants of the altercation, most of which belonged to

he ignited a cigarette, allowing the smoke to waft languidly through the

he foeceandy. acknowledged the truth in some of Harold’s

yet concealed beneath the

things worse, he had taken her sacrifices

had spoken the truth; Waylen had callously disregarded Rena’s emotions as

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smoke at a leisurely

an attractive countenance, exuding an air of nobility that held an

the Mellowny Club, Harold maintained an affair with an

encountered Waylen once before at the

the way Waylen regarded her, thus, upon their current meeting, thoughts of him consumed her. Even if this man desired nothing more than a fleeting liaison, she would find contentment in a single

Waylen captivated Lillian’s attention.

approached him, gently caressing his handsome visage. “Mr. Fowler, would you care to

Waylen possessed discerning tastes.

intense aversion towards any unfamiliar woman making

causing her slender frame to collide with the opposite wall, eliciting a cry of

club manager hurriedly

like a

as Waylen beheld Lillian’s face with clarity, he was struck by an overwhelming

open the door to a private room and forcibly ushered

club manager rushed in, full of apologies. “Mr. Fowler, Lillian didn’t know better. You are the bigger person

settled himself onto

cigarette, savoring its slow burn. His intense

handsomeness, Waylen’s presence stirred

closer,” Waylen

blushed, her heart

courage, she cautiously inched closer to Waylen. The urge to touch him swelled within her but as his brows furrowed, she dared not make a move. Instead, she tilted her head

scrutinizing her from head to

resemblance between her and

Lilian, the manager

you should give her a

on her crimson lips, a seductive invitation to

released his grip on

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if you truly wish to engage in such pursuits, consider undergoing plastic surgery… However, if I ever catch sight of you

fear, losing

manager was on

had Lillian’s

cold demeanor, Waylen placed a check on the table and declared, “Duerfron may be vast but I possess the power to make someone vanish — without

the manager collapsed onto the

around,

a resemblance to his

but think that Waylen was being

passing resemblance to Waylen’s ex, she was not his woman. Who was he to dictate how she

return to her hometown, pleading with her to never set foot in

Waylen was a risk he could ill

a state

club dispatched a driver to escort him home. However, when they reached

bring himself

no

had always exercised self-restraint and rarely succumbed to inebriation. Yet tonight, he found himself lying on the roadside, expelling the contents of his stomach into the darkness. As he gradually regained sobriety, he stood

had fed that stray dog they

departed, taking everything with her, including the

nothing to remind him of

couldn’t resist calling out

slender

It was Elvira.

moment, witnessing his intoxicated state and his longing gaze directed towards

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he yearned for Rena… She pondered whether Waylen genuinely fell

answered Elvira’s

the hospital, even when she

as though he had cast aside any concern for Elvira, as

Waylen regretted

him, attempting to lend a hand. “Waylen,

lost! I don’t want to see you… Rena will be unhappy if she finds out I’ve met you.

in shock. “Waylen, I

to retreat,

as though… if he were to gaze upon Elvira for another moment, Rena would never return, even though deep down he

suggested, Rena merely needed to heal her wounds, fall in love with someone else, and

darkness of the night, Elvira

She had lost.

onto Waylen, she had repeatedly slashed her wrists, resulting in a

had diminished after losing copious amounts of blood… she had

were consumed

Elvira sneered bitterly.

do you wish to take from

hours of the morning,

as one of the top ten exceptional young

even Paisley, who currently resided in Rouemn, called to offer her

a faint smile, Rena replied, “I can join you in Rouemn to

she did not wish for Rena

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her, compelling her to say, “Alright, I

disposition. She distributed extra bonus to all the staff members in the

this cheerful moment, Rena’s secretary approached and

Miss Coleman…

Rena’s smile faded.

camera in the reception room is on, and then kindly

secretary surmised that there must be some underlying matter between the two individuals, prompting her to promptly

to be present as well. She inquired of Rena, ‘Are

Rena smiled.

as though she’ll give me any respite? If I don’t present her with a substantial offering, I fear I’ll be entangled with

remained concerned for

details through Tyrone, Vera felt a surge of anger and desired

stating that there was no need to seek out