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.”

was over, and there

ruined, and she felt

reached out

wrist was delicate,

off his hand and uttered, “I

wore a

stopped trusting him long ago. Gazing at her beautiful face, he said with

of her in his phone

of Rena waiting for him at the table in the middle

the best relationship he

had no interest in revisiting

Vera, who was probably busy with Roscoe.

felt a mix

she stepped out of the club, Rena realized that she had left her

her retrieve it. She really didn’t want to

leg stepped out of a black

wasn’t Ross, but it was

lights, he

a bit tipsy, and after a moment, she asked

took off his coat and placed it on

firmly wrapped in his coat. It smelled of rosin, and she was

lips against her ear, and said unwillingly, “Mrs. Fowler, you’re

business. Let go of

“No.”

little argument, a man

It was Harold.

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

stiffened upon

with Waylen, for their reputation’s sake, she never wanted to make

Waylen was furious.

wife and glared at Harold with

took a bold

opened the car door, and pushed Rena

out to take

on to it, and the two men engaged in a subtle tug-of-war. Eventually, Harold relented

sneered, “Mr. Moore, you’re single now. If you feel lonely,

lighting a cigarette as he replied, “Rena is married. Isn’t she here because she’s lonely too? Waylen…

“Being her driver is still better than you lusting

glancing at Waylen. “You’re right. I’m

her starting tomorrow. Maybe one day,

frustrations while

down, Harold knew Rena could never accept him

didn’t want to

into the car and tossed Rena’s coat onto the back seat. Tonight’s events bothered him, but he didn’t

Rena and Harold were once together, but what

Did they kiss?

Did they… make love?

at a

She covered her chest and asked softly,

Waylen remained silent.

handsome face looked particularly stern in the

that cold and aloof lawyer when they

lived. Since they rarely stayed here now, all the servants

and went around to

Rena resisted and struggled.

arms,

switched on the lights, and soon the villa was bathed

Rena

soft body bounced gently on the plush mattress. As she tried to escape, he firmly held her hands

was exuding an

her ample bosom heaved,

and possessiveness had ignited Waylen’s uncontrollable lust. With one hand holding hers to prevent her from moving, he used

by his wild and

want this with

her head, attempting to break

me!”

heavy and his eyes filled with confusion. “We are

long time,

bed and murmured, “Because you make

by her harsh words, which went beyond his

at the woman beneath

he made

once… love

trembled, her nose turning red,

you truly loved me, you would have understood how deeply Elvira hurt

died because of

supposed to be with your family! You left your

was

accusations, Waylen released his

slowly retreated, sitting

considered lighting a

and asked, “What about you? As you said, she can die for me. What about you, Rena? What

on the bed, there was only

to hurt

wanted to know the difference between ‘you’

never hold

don’t even deserve that apartment. You don’t deserve anything that I’ve

be honest, I hate you for occupying and sharing

Waylen froze.

infuriated by

lying on his bed, but she

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…

emotions were in

lightly patting his handsome face, and retorted, “Ves, having sex with you was

hers, his face contorted with

doesn’t say

knew

moment, Rena’s

in a sweet voice, “Mommy, when

of hair and

bit broken in

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