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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,” he

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

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

his gaze

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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 tie and, perhaps… even

“You’re aware of Tyrone’s close relationship

time and engaged in a direct confrontation with

individuals who bore witness to the escalating conflict. When Waylen unleashed his

womanizer, Harold stood no chance against Waylen’s

to be present as

to intervene, remarking, “Why are you doing this? You know he’s already unhappy. I can’t believe

intoxication had clearly impaired his

care for her. If she were to choose me now,

about you? You hurt her so deeply for a

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

to remain silent, his dissatisfaction

hissed vehemently, “Every time you visit Elvira, have

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

forward, ready to

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

confines of the enclosure,

stains, remnants of the

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

disdain towards Harold, he foeceandy. acknowledged the truth in

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

had taken

had callously

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to smoke

air of nobility that held

maintained an affair with an escort named Lillian, whose resemblance

Waylen once before at

consumed her. Even if this man desired nothing more than a fleeting liaison, she would find contentment in

Waylen captivated Lillian’s attention.

approached him, gently caressing his handsome visage. “Mr. Fowler, would

Waylen possessed discerning tastes.

any unfamiliar woman making physical contact

frame to collide with the opposite wall,

commotion, the club manager

like a trivial

clarity, he was struck

door to a private room and forcibly ushered Lillian

Fowler, Lillian didn’t know better. You are the bigger person here. Please find

settled himself onto

its slow burn. His intense gaze remained fixed upon

undeniable handsomeness, Waylen’s presence stirred a fiery

closer,” Waylen

blushed, her

her courage, 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 for

lightly grasped her chin, scrutinizing her from head

resemblance between her and

that Waylen had taken an interest in Lilian, the manager interjected, “Lillian is exceptionally skilled at attending to

should give her

lips,

Waylen released his grip

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with dignity. Second, if you truly wish to engage in such pursuits, consider undergoing plastic surgery… However, if I ever catch sight

trembled in fear, losing their

on the verge

had Lillian’s appearance offended

the table and declared, “Duerfron may be

the manager collapsed onto the

inquired around, he understood the reason behind Waylen’s

a resemblance to his former

couldn’t help but think that Waylen was being

Lillian 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

was a risk he could

a state

escort him home. However, when they

himself to go

no

rarely succumbed to inebriation. Yet tonight, he found himself lying on the roadside, expelling the contents

Rena had fed that stray dog

everything with her, including the

him with nothing to

reddened and he couldn’t resist calling out her name,

slender figure

It was Elvira.

intoxicated

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that he yearned for Rena… She

Elvira’s calls

her at the hospital, even

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

if Waylen regretted his

approached him, attempting to lend a hand.

Stepping back two paces, his 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

shock. “Waylen, I would

to retreat, Waylen

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

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

darkness of the night,

She had lost.

she had repeatedly slashed

her appearance had diminished after losing copious amounts of blood…

thoughts were consumed by

Elvira sneered bitterly.

you wish

early hours of the

one of the top ten exceptional young individuals in Duefron this

from her 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

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

to politely decline Rena’s offer, as she

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

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

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

Miss Coleman…

Rena’s smile faded.

surveillance camera in the reception room is on,

matter between the two individuals, prompting her to promptly carry

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

Rena smiled.

I don’t present her with a substantial offering, I fear I’ll be entangled with her in the future…

remained concerned for

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

Rena forbade it, stating that there was no