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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. “I’m fine,”

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

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

his gaze fixated on the

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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

softly. “You’re aware of Tyrone’s close relationship with her, aren’t

engaged in a direct confrontation

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

stood no chance against Waylen’s

happened to be

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

intoxication had clearly

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

what about you? You hurt her so deeply for a

listen any longer. He

remain silent,

the corner of his mouth, he hissed vehemently, “Every time you visit Elvira, have you ever considered

don’t understand why she agreed to go to Flirean. But now, she has finally come to her senses and left you… You blockhead. I take pleasure in seeing

forward, ready

clear that nothing could stop Harold. Observing Waylen’s readiness to retaliate, the others present decided to allow them to settle

from the confines of the enclosure, stepping out into the

of the altercation, most of which

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

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

outside, Waylen’s relationship with Rena appeared balanced, yet concealed

worse, he had

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

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continued to smoke at a

attractive countenance, exuding an air of nobility that

with an escort

had encountered Waylen once before at

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

Waylen captivated Lillian’s attention.

caressing his handsome visage. “Mr. Fowler, would

Waylen possessed discerning tastes.

an intense aversion towards any unfamiliar woman

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

the commotion, the club manager

like a

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

forceful kick, he barged open the door to a private room and forcibly ushered

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

himself onto the

he ignited a cigarette, savoring its slow burn. His intense gaze remained fixed upon

presence stirred

Waylen

blushed, her

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

scrutinizing her from head

was a resemblance between her and

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

you should give her

on her crimson lips, a seductive invitation to any

Waylen released his grip

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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

in fear, losing their

manager was on

Lillian’s appearance offended

a check on the table and declared, “Duerfron may be vast but

collapsed

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

a resemblance to his

think that Waylen was

Lillian bore a passing resemblance to Waylen’s ex, she was not his woman.

her hometown, pleading with her to

was a risk he could

a

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

bring himself

was no longer

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

where Rena had fed that stray dog

had departed, taking everything with her, including the

had left him with nothing to remind him

couldn’t resist calling out

slender figure observed

It was Elvira.

intoxicated state and

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for Rena… She pondered whether

Elvira’s calls in recent

at the hospital, even

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

if Waylen regretted

to lend a hand.

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

in shock. “Waylen, I would

retreat,

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

suggested, Rena merely needed to heal her wounds, fall in

the

She had lost.

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

copious amounts of blood… she had

thoughts were

Elvira sneered bitterly.

you wish

hours of the morning, Rena received joyous

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her with great enthusiasm and, even Paisley, who currently resided in Rouemn, called to

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

as she did not wish for Rena to exert

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grew strong within her, compelling her to say,

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

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

Miss Coleman…

Rena’s smile faded.

the surveillance camera in the reception room is on, and then kindly ask Miss Coleman to wait there for

underlying matter between the two

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

Rena smiled.

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. I

remained concerned for

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

there was no need to seek out