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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.

downed its contents in one gulp. “I’m

Waylen. He then retrieved his phone and scrolled through his album until he found a particular

peacefully asleep at a dining table. She appeared more youthful in the

squinted, his gaze

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cigarette between 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 love with Tyrone. She’ll cook for him, tie his

Tyrone’s close relationship with

wasted no time and engaged in a

private suite consisted of respectable individuals who bore witness to the escalating conflict. When Waylen unleashed

chance against Waylen’s superior

to be

intervene, remarking, “Why are you doing this? You know he’s already

intoxication had clearly

care for her. If she were to choose me now, I would leave everything behind.

about you? You hurt her so deeply for

longer. He earnestly advised, “You’re drunk,

remain

mouth, he hissed vehemently, “Every

don’t understand why she agreed to go to Flirean. But now, she has finally come to her senses and left

ready to

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

the enclosure, stepping out

shirt bore crimson stains, remnants of the altercation,

allowing the smoke to waft languidly through the air as

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

balanced, yet concealed beneath the

had taken her sacrifices for

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

&

to smoke

countenance, exuding an air of nobility that held an irresistible allure for

with an escort

Waylen once before at the police

thus, upon their current meeting, thoughts of him consumed her. Even if

Waylen captivated Lillian’s attention.

his handsome visage. “Mr. Fowler, would you care to share

Waylen possessed discerning tastes.

intense aversion towards any unfamiliar woman making physical contact

consumed alcohol, he forcefully pushed Lillian away, causing her slender frame to collide with the

manager hurriedly made his

seemed like a

beheld Lillian’s face with clarity, he was

the door to a private

Lillian didn’t know better. You are the bigger person here. Please find it in your heart to forgive

settled himself

cigarette, savoring its slow burn. His intense gaze remained

undeniable handsomeness, Waylen’s presence stirred a fiery desire

Waylen

blushed, her heart

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 upwards, offering herself

lightly grasped her chin, scrutinizing her from

there was a resemblance between her and

manager interjected,

should

nibbled on her crimson lips,

Waylen released his grip

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hands with 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, no matter where you may be, I

legs trembled in fear, losing their strength

on the verge

Lillian’s appearance offended

a cold demeanor, Waylen placed a check on the table and declared, “Duerfron may

collapsed onto

The moment he inquired around, he

countenance bore a resemblance to

but think that Waylen was being

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

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

risk he could ill

a state

escort him home. However, when they reached the

himself to

no longer

he found himself lying on the roadside, expelling the contents of his stomach into the darkness. As he gradually regained sobriety, he stood alone beneath the glow of a street

the very spot where Rena had fed that stray dog they

taking everything with her, including the

with nothing

he couldn’t resist calling out her name,

the distance, a slender figure observed him

It was Elvira.

his intoxicated state and his longing

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he yearned for Rena… She pondered

hadn’t answered Elvira’s

no longer visited her at the hospital, even when she

he had cast aside any concern for Elvira, as if she held no significance in his

Waylen regretted

to lend a hand.

eyes bloodshot, he muttered, “Get lost! I don’t want to see you… Rena will be unhappy if she finds out I’ve met you. She will cry. I only want

stood in shock. “Waylen,

to retreat, Waylen

if he were to gaze upon Elvira for another moment, Rena would never return,

as Harold had suggested, Rena merely needed to heal her wounds, fall

the darkness of the night, Elvira

She had lost.

repeatedly

her appearance had diminished after losing copious amounts

thoughts were consumed by

Elvira sneered bitterly.

how much more do you

early hours of the morning, Rena received

of the top ten exceptional young individuals in Duefron this

Rouemn, called to offer her congratulations. “Rena, this is truly cause for celebration. I am tempted to open a bottle of champagne in your

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compelling her to say,

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

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

Miss Coleman…

Rena’s smile faded.

camera in the reception room is on,

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

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

Rena smiled.

me any respite? If I don’t present her with a substantial offering, I fear I’ll be entangled with her in the future… I’m

concerned

to all the details through Tyrone, Vera felt a surge of

forbade it, stating that there was no need to seek out Waylen.