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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.

Waylen swiftly downed its contents

closer to Waylen. He then retrieved his phone and scrolled through his album until he found

age of 22, peacefully asleep at a dining table. She appeared more youthful in the image and the background revealed that it wasn’t taken at

his gaze fixated on the

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well. It was not special. Soon enough, she will forget about you and fall

“You’re aware of Tyrone’s

and engaged in a direct confrontation with

the private suite consisted of respectable individuals who bore witness to the escalating conflict. When Waylen unleashed his wrath, his icy and noble demeanor truly revealed its

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

happened to be present as

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

had clearly impaired his

genuinely care for her. If she were to choose me now, I would leave everything behind. I would stand by her side even

you? You hurt

listen any longer. He earnestly advised, “You’re drunk, Harold. Don’t speak

to remain silent, his dissatisfaction

of his mouth, he hissed vehemently, “Every time you visit Elvira,

But now, she has finally come to her senses and left you… You blockhead. I

forward, ready to strike

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

confines of the enclosure, stepping

pristine white shirt bore crimson stains, remnants of the altercation,

to waft languidly through the air as he indulged

Harold, he foeceandy.

Waylen’s relationship with Rena appeared balanced, yet concealed beneath the surface, it was

he had taken her

had spoken the truth; Waylen had callously disregarded

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to smoke at

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

Mellowny Club, Harold maintained an affair with an escort named Lillian, whose

Waylen once before at the police

she sensed 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

Waylen captivated Lillian’s attention.

“Mr. Fowler, would you care to share a

Waylen possessed discerning tastes.

an intense aversion towards any unfamiliar woman making

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

club manager hurriedly made his

like

Lillian’s face with clarity, he was struck by

barged open the door to a private room and forcibly ushered Lillian

rushed in, full of apologies. “Mr. Fowler, Lillian didn’t know better. You are

settled himself

downward, he ignited a cigarette, savoring its slow burn. His intense gaze

presence stirred a fiery desire within

closer,” Waylen

blushed, her heart

to touch him swelled within her but as his brows furrowed, she dared not make a

grasped her chin, scrutinizing her

resemblance between her

taken an interest in Lilian, the manager

Fowler, you should give her a

teasingly nibbled on her crimson lips, a seductive invitation to

his grip on

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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 will

trembled in fear, losing their strength beneath

on the verge

Lillian’s appearance offended

and declared, “Duerfron may be vast but I possess the power

manager collapsed onto the

moment he inquired around, he understood

countenance bore a resemblance to his former

but think

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

manager promptly arranged for Lillian’s return to her hometown, pleading with her

a risk he could

a

to escort him home. However, when they reached the entrance of his apartment building,

bring himself

was no longer

lying on the roadside, expelling the contents of his stomach into the darkness. As

the very spot where Rena had fed that

taking everything with her, including

nothing

couldn’t resist calling out her

slender figure

It was Elvira.

for an extended moment, witnessing his intoxicated state and his

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for Rena… She pondered whether

Elvira’s

her at the

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

if Waylen

to lend

I don’t want to see you… Rena will be unhappy if she finds

stood in shock. “Waylen, I

retreat, Waylen hastily

he were to gaze upon Elvira for another moment, Rena would never return, even though deep down he knew that Rena

heal her wounds, fall in love with someone else, and

the darkness of the night, Elvira trembled

She had lost.

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

appearance had diminished after losing copious amounts of blood… she had still

thoughts were consumed by

Elvira sneered bitterly.

much more do you wish to

the morning,

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studio all congratulated her with great enthusiasm and, even Paisley, who currently resided in Rouemn, called to offer her congratulations. “Rena, this is truly cause for celebration. I am tempted to open a bottle

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

offer, as she did not wish for Rena to exert herself

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the yearning for Rena’s company grew strong within her, compelling her to say, “Alright, I will await your arrival in

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

this cheerful moment, Rena’s secretary approached and relayed, “Miss Gordon, a Miss Coleman wishes to

Miss Coleman…

Rena’s smile faded.

room is

some underlying matter between the

as well. She inquired of Rena, ‘Are

Rena smiled.

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 not like

concerned

felt a surge of anger and desired

Rena forbade it, stating that there was no need to seek