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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.

brandy, Waylen swiftly downed its

Waylen. He then retrieved his phone and scrolled through

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

squinted, his gaze fixated on the

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well. It was not special. Soon enough, she will forget

Tyrone’s close relationship with her, aren’t

time and engaged in

consisted of respectable individuals who bore witness to the escalating conflict.

chance against Waylen’s superior physical

be present as

from the 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 rubbing salt to his

intoxication had clearly impaired

sneered, 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

what about you? You hurt her so deeply for

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

refused to remain silent, his dissatisfaction

his mouth, he hissed vehemently, “Every

nature, I truly don’t understand why she agreed to go to Flirean. But now, she has finally come to her senses

ready

Observing Waylen’s readiness to retaliate, the others present decided to allow them to settle their differences

confines of the enclosure, stepping out into

bore crimson stains, remnants of the

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

foeceandy.

Rena appeared balanced, yet concealed beneath the surface, it was she who constantly

things worse, he had

Waylen had callously disregarded Rena’s emotions as

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smoke at a

attractive countenance, exuding an air of nobility

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

encountered Waylen once before

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.

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

Waylen possessed discerning tastes.

harbored an intense aversion towards any unfamiliar woman making

forcefully pushed Lillian away, causing her slender frame to collide

commotion, the club manager hurriedly made his way

it seemed like

face with clarity, he was struck by an overwhelming

he barged open the door to a private room and forcibly

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

himself onto the

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

undeniable handsomeness, Waylen’s presence stirred a

closer,” Waylen suddenly

blushed, her

her but as his brows furrowed, she dared not make a move.

chin, scrutinizing her from head

resemblance between her and

manager interjected, “Lillian is

Fowler, you should give her a

lips, a seductive invitation to any

Waylen released his grip

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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 annihilate the very place you

fear, losing their

on

Lillian’s appearance

demeanor, Waylen placed a check on the table and declared, “Duerfron may be vast but I possess the power to

collapsed onto

around, he understood the reason behind

a resemblance to

couldn’t help but think that Waylen was being

was not his woman. Who was he to dictate how

return to her hometown, pleading with her to

a risk he could

a state of

escort him home. However, when they reached

bring himself

was no

expelling the contents of his stomach into the

was the very spot where Rena had fed that

departed, taking everything with

nothing

resist

distance, a slender figure observed him

It was Elvira.

watched him for an extended moment, witnessing his intoxicated state and his longing gaze directed

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understood that he yearned for Rena… She pondered whether Waylen genuinely

answered Elvira’s calls in

visited her at the hospital,

any concern for Elvira, as if she held no significance in his

Waylen regretted

him, attempting to lend a hand. “Waylen, you’re

away. Stepping back two paces, his eyes bloodshot, he muttered, “Get lost! I don’t want to

“Waylen, I would shed

retreat, Waylen

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

Rena merely needed to heal

the night, Elvira

She had lost.

she had repeatedly slashed

appearance had diminished after losing copious amounts of blood… she

were

Elvira sneered bitterly.

do you

the morning,

been recognized as one of the top ten exceptional young individuals in Duefron

music 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 of champagne in

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

she did not wish for

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

extra bonus to all the staff members in the music studio, eliciting great

of this cheerful moment, Rena’s secretary approached and

Miss Coleman…

Rena’s smile faded.

reception room

be some underlying matter between the two individuals,

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

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 Lyndon.

remained concerned for Rena’s

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

that there was no need