Rena simply smiled, making her intentions clear.

Waylen stared at her for a few seconds, his emotions swirling within.

Then he turned around and left, his temper evident.

At seven o’clock in the evening, Rena was ready to head out.

Unexpectedly, Waylen suddenly swung open the bedroom door and fixed his gaze upon her.

She was donning a stunning golden dress with delicate shoulder straps.

No silk stockings adorned her legs, which were elegantly slender and straight.

Matching fur coat and heels of the same color as her dress elevated her appearance.

Tonight, Rena exuded an unparalleled radiance.

Waylen’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he said in a hoarse and low voice, “Let me drive you there.”

“No, thanks. Ross is waiting for me.”

“Are you sure you want to attend the party dressed like this? Rena, you have a husband.”

Rena lowered her eyes and let out a smile.

Husband? Did he genuinely consider her his wife?

In his eyes, she was nothing more than a skilled lover in bed or the perfect daughter-in-law for the Fowler family. Their relationship had nothing to do with love.

Without hesitation, she turned around and walked away.

As she entered the car, Ross couldn’t help but compliment, “Mrs. Fowler, you look stunning tonight.”

“I’m attending a party,” Rena replied absentmindedly.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the Mellowny Club.

Rena opened the door to the small banquet hall and confirmed that Vera’s words were true.

Numerous old friends of theirs were present, creating an atmosphere suitable for relaxation and enjoyment.

In high spirits, Rena removed her coat and settled into a corner sofa, engaging in conversation with Vera.

Regardless of Rena’s low-key demeanor, all eyes were drawn to her.

They marveled at her social status.

Aside from that, they were also curious about her marriage with Waylen.

Vera, too, was aware of the situation with Mavis. She leaned closer to Rena and whispered, “What if we… you know, get rid of her?”

Amidst the luxurious lighting, Rena raised her goblet.

Then, she swirled the golden champagne inside of it.

After a moment, she flicked her long brown hair and replied with a smile, “Let’s wait for her to be released from the hospital.”

In that moment, the atmosphere felt electric…

Vera was whisked away to the bathroom by Roscoe for an intimate moment, leaving Rena alone to bask in the ambiance.

“Rena!” a voice called out.

Aslender figure appeared before Rena, and his voice sounded familiar.

Rena lifted her head and saw Harold standing there.

It had been a long time since they last saw each other…

Harold tilted his chin slightly and inquired, “Can I sit here?” ©

The past had faded away, and Rena remained composed. “Of course.”

Harold respected the boundaries between them.

They had known each other for so many years, experiencing love and pain. Today, they could still sit together calmly and share a drink, which made him contemplate a new possibility.

“Rena, how have you been?”

Rena chuckled softly. “Im doing well. And what about you? Are you married?”

Harold extended his hand, but there was no ring on his finger.

Rena didn’t comment on it.

In a hoarse voice, Harold continued, “I’ve been away on business in the north recently. When I returned, I heard that you… you haven’t been doing so great. Rena, we’re not young anymore, and I won’t beat around the bush. I admit I’ve had many women around me over the years, but in the end, I only ever liked you.”

He deeply regretted it.

He regretted losing the girl who loved him and stood by him during tough times.

All these years, he lived a life without much introspection.

Meanwhile, Rena struggled in her marriage.

Harold implored Vera to give him a chance to see Rena. He said candidly, “Waylen has lost his memory, hasn’t he? He’s forgotten that he loves you.”

Rena didn’t say anything.

“Rena, if it’s too difficult for you, why don’t you consider me? I’m willing to take Alexis and Marcus as my own.”

Harold’s eyes bore into Rena…

Still leaning against the back of the sofa, Rena gently swirled the contents of her goblet.

After a moment, she smiled and replied, “Harold, are you unable to father children or something? Is that why you’re so eager to take other people’s kids? If you can’t have children, visit a fertility clinic or better, a brain specialist.”

over, and there was no going

ruined, and she felt bored. She grabbed her

reached out

wrist was delicate, her

uttered, “I

a

him long ago. Gazing at

kept a photo of her in

was a snapshot of Rena waiting for him at the table in

the best relationship he had

in revisiting

inside the elevator, she called Vera, who was probably busy with Roscoe. Vera’s voice trembled slightly. “You’re leaving? Wait… I’ll be right

felt a mix

club, Rena realized that she had left her

ask Ross to help her retrieve it. She really didn’t want to go back inside and

long leg stepped out of a black

but it was

the neon lights, he looked regal and

and after a moment, she asked coldly,

took off his coat and

a moment but found herself firmly wrapped in his coat. It

close, pressing his lips against her ear, and said unwillingly,

your business. Let go of

“No.”

continued their little argument, a man emerged from the

It was Harold.

hugging, he smiled faintly and said in a gentle and indulgent tone, “Rena, you left

stiffened upon hearing

their reputation’s sake, she never wanted to make a scene outside

Waylen was furious.

his wife and glared at

took a bold

opened the car door, and pushed Rena inside. Then he sneered at

reached out to

engaged in a subtle tug-of-war.

If you feel lonely, why don’t you go on

is married. Isn’t she here because she’s lonely too? Waylen… If she takes you seriously, why did you leave you out like

shot back, “Being her driver is still better than you lusting

drag of his cigarette, glancing at Waylen. “You’re

pursue her starting tomorrow. Maybe one day, she’ll be moved

was venting his frustrations while speaking

Harold knew Rena could

want

and tossed Rena’s coat onto the

many memories. He knew Rena and Harold

Did they kiss?

Did they… make love?

drove at a

her chest and asked softly, “Where are you taking

Waylen remained silent.

face looked particularly stern in the darkness of

her so much of that cold

car came to a stop at the villa where Waylen and Rena once lived. Since they rarely stayed here now,

seatbelt and went around to pull Rena out of

Rena resisted and struggled.

up in his arms, paying no heed to

switched on the lights, and soon the villa was

he tossed Rena onto the

tried to escape, he firmly held

exuding an irresistible

her anger, her ample bosom heaved, making her

to prevent

overwhelmed by his wild and passionate

want this with

shook her head, attempting to break

me!” Rena cried

eyes filled with confusion. “We are a couple. Why

for a long time, Rena lost her

could only sink into the soft bed and

taken aback by her harsh

at the woman

he made

she once…

turning red, but she refused

truly loved me, you would have understood

daughter almost died because of that

supposed to be with your family! You left

was completely

her accusations, Waylen released his grip

retreated, sitting

considered lighting a

along time and asked, “What about you? As you said, she can die for me. What about you, Rena? What position do I hold in your

was only one thought circling

was to

to know the difference between ‘you’

you can never

don’t even deserve that apartment. You don’t deserve

be honest, I hate you for occupying and sharing

Waylen froze.

was infuriated

was lying on his bed, but

top to bottom, finally resting his fingertips on her abdomen where their babies had once lived. He sneered, “You didn’t disdain the days we had sex but also indulged in love… Rena, Mrs. Fowler, Are

emotions were in

with you was ‘once a good experience. But I don’t

his lips against hers, his face contorted

body doesn’t say

anger knew

that moment,

calling, asking in a sweet voice, “Mommy, when will you

brushed a strand of

broken in gentleness. “Mommy will

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