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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.

its contents in one gulp.

then retrieved his phone and scrolled through his album until he found a

of 22, peacefully asleep at a dining table. She appeared more youthful in the image

gaze fixated on the

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his fingers, Harold eagerly revealed, “She used to cook for me and wait for me at night as well. It was not special. Soon enough, she will forget about you and fall in

Tyrone’s

wasted no time and engaged in a direct

individuals who bore witness to the escalating conflict. When Waylen unleashed his wrath, his icy and noble

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

happened to be present as

attempt to intervene, remarking, “Why are you doing this?

clearly impaired his

words 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 would leave everything behind. I would stand

about you? You hurt her so deeply for a

to listen any longer. He earnestly advised,

to remain silent, his dissatisfaction

vehemently, “Every time you visit

why she agreed to go to Flirean. But now, she has finally

ready to strike

stop Harold. Observing Waylen’s readiness to retaliate, the others present decided to allow them to settle

confines of the enclosure, stepping out into

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

smoke to waft languidly through the air as he

of his disdain towards Harold, he foeceandy. acknowledged the

Rena appeared balanced, yet concealed beneath the surface,

he had taken her

truth; Waylen had callously disregarded

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smoke at a leisurely

an air of nobility that held an irresistible allure for

an affair with an escort named Lillian, whose resemblance to Rena was

encountered Waylen once before

a distinct change in 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

Waylen captivated Lillian’s attention.

his handsome visage. “Mr. Fowler,

Waylen possessed discerning tastes.

an intense aversion towards any

he forcefully pushed Lillian away, causing her slender frame to collide with the opposite wall, eliciting a cry

the club manager hurriedly made

like a

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

the door to a private room and

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

himself onto

its slow

stirred a fiery desire within

Waylen

her heart

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

chin, scrutinizing her

a resemblance between her and

in Lilian, the manager interjected, “Lillian is exceptionally skilled at attending to people’s

you should

lips, a

Waylen released his

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a geile while speaking in an indifferent tone. “Here are two options for you. First, don’t debase yourself with that face. Leave this place and conduct yourself with dignity. Second, if you truly wish to engage in such pursuits, consider undergoing plastic surgery… However, if I ever catch sight of you in such establishments, wearing that face,

legs trembled in fear, losing their strength beneath

on the verge of

had Lillian’s appearance offended

on the table and declared, “Duerfron may be vast

the manager collapsed onto the

possessed keen intellect. The moment he inquired around, he understood the reason behind

resemblance to his

think that Waylen

to Waylen’s ex, she was not his woman.

to her hometown, pleading with her

risk he could

in a state

a driver to escort him home. However, when they

bring himself

was no longer

contents of his stomach into the darkness. As he gradually regained sobriety, he stood alone beneath the glow of

spot where Rena had

departed, taking everything with her, including

left him with nothing

couldn’t resist calling out her name, “Rena.

slender figure

It was Elvira.

his intoxicated state and his longing gaze directed

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he yearned for Rena… She pondered

hadn’t answered Elvira’s calls

the hospital, even

though he had cast aside any concern for Elvira,

Waylen regretted his

lend a hand. “Waylen, you’re

eyes bloodshot, he muttered, “Get lost! I don’t want to see you… Rena will be unhappy if she

stood in shock. “Waylen, I would shed

retreat, Waylen hastily

for another moment, Rena would never return, even though

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

darkness of the night,

She had lost.

hold onto Waylen, she had repeatedly slashed

after losing copious amounts of blood… she had still

thoughts were consumed

Elvira sneered bitterly.

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hours of the

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enthusiasm and, even Paisley, who currently resided in Rouemn, called to offer her congratulations. “Rena, this

replied, “I can join you in Rouemn to toast with the

Rena’s offer, as she

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Rena’s company grew strong within her, compelling her to say, “Alright,

exuded a pleasant disposition. She distributed extra bonus to all the staff members in the music studio, eliciting

of this cheerful moment, Rena’s secretary approached and relayed, “Miss Gordon, a

Miss Coleman…

Rena’s smile faded.

the reception room is on, and then kindly ask Miss Coleman to wait

some underlying matter between the two individuals, prompting her to promptly

happened to be present as well. She inquired of Rena, ‘Are you really going to meet

Rena smiled.

she appear 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 her in

concerned for

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

stating that there was no need to seek