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.”

relationship was over, and there

was ruined, and she felt bored. She grabbed her handbag,

Harold reached out and

delicate, her skin

and uttered,

a

Rena, but she stopped trusting him long ago. Gazing at her

photo of her in his

table in the middle of the night,

best relationship he

Rena had no interest in revisiting their past with

Vera, who was probably busy with Roscoe.

a mix of anger and

Rena realized that

to ask Ross to help her retrieve it.

a long leg stepped out of a

but it was

he looked regal

was feeling a bit tipsy, and after a moment,

his coat and placed it on her

for a moment but found herself firmly wrapped in his coat. It smelled of rosin, and she was

pressing his lips against her ear, and

business. Let

“No.”

they continued their little argument, a man emerged from the

It was Harold.

coat. Seeing the couple hugging, he smiled faintly and said in a gentle and indulgent tone, “Rena, you left

body stiffened upon

was having a fight with Waylen, for their reputation’s sake, she never wanted to make a

Waylen was furious.

and glared at Harold with

took a bold

slightly leaned to the side, opened the car door, and pushed

to take Rena’s

it, and the two men engaged in a subtle tug-of-war.

“Mr. Moore, you’re single now. If you feel lonely, why don’t you go on more

as he replied, “Rena is married. Isn’t she here because she’s lonely

her driver is still better than you lusting

a slow drag of his cigarette, glancing at

pursue her starting tomorrow. Maybe one

was venting his frustrations while

Rena could never

didn’t want

into the car and tossed Rena’s coat onto the back seat. Tonight’s events bothered

so many memories. He knew Rena and Harold were once together, but what was

Did they kiss?

Did they… make love?

at a

was amiss. She covered her chest and asked softly, “Where are

Waylen remained silent.

looked particularly stern in the darkness

reminded her so much of that cold and aloof lawyer when they first

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

and went around to pull Rena out

Rena resisted and struggled.

her up in his arms, paying no heed

the villa was bathed in a

tossed Rena onto

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

was exuding an irresistible

ample bosom

had ignited Waylen’s uncontrollable lust. With one hand holding hers to prevent her from moving, he used the other to grip her chin

overwhelmed by his

didn’t want

she shook her head, attempting to break free from

touch me!” Rena cried

his breath heavy and his eyes filled with confusion. “We are a couple. Why can’t I touch

long

soft bed and murmured, “Because you

by her harsh words,

the woman beneath

he made

once… love

turning red, but

truly loved me, you would have

daughter almost died because of

be with your family! You

You are truly captivating. She was completely infatuated with you

to her accusations, Waylen released his grip on

sitting on

he considered lighting

she

the bed, there was only one thought circling

was to hurt

the difference between ‘you’ and ‘the past Waylen’ in

never

deserve that apartment. You don’t deserve anything

be honest, I hate you for occupying and sharing

Waylen froze.

infuriated by

lying on his bed, but

their babies had once lived. He sneered, “You didn’t disdain the days we had sex but also indulged in love… Rena, Mrs. Fowler,

emotions were in

with you was ‘once a

pressed his lips against hers, his face

body doesn’t say

knew no

moment, Rena’s

voice, “Mommy, when will

strand of

was a bit broken in

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