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

and she felt bored. She grabbed her

out and grabbed her

wrist was delicate,

and uttered, “I

a bitter

ago. Gazing at her beautiful

a photo of her in

of Rena waiting for him at the table in the middle of the night, with steaming food set before

the best relationship he had ever

in revisiting their

elevator, she called Vera, who was probably busy with Roscoe.

a mix of anger and

club, Rena realized that she had left her

was about to ask Ross to help her retrieve it. She really didn’t want

long leg stepped out of a

but it

the neon lights, he looked regal

a bit tipsy, and after a moment, she asked

coat and placed

found herself firmly wrapped in his coat. It smelled of rosin, and she was engulfed in the

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

none of your business.

“No.”

they continued their little argument,

It was Harold.

coat. Seeing the couple hugging, he smiled

stiffened upon hearing

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

Waylen was furious.

wife and glared at Harold with

took a bold step

pushed Rena inside. Then

out to take

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

feel lonely, why

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

shot back, “Being her driver is still better than you lusting after someone else’s

took a slow drag of his cigarette, glancing at

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

frustrations

Harold knew Rena

want

Rena’s coat onto the back seat. Tonight’s events bothered him, but

memories. He knew Rena and Harold were once together, but

Did they kiss?

Did they… make love?

at a high

chest and asked softly,

Waylen remained silent.

looked particularly stern in the darkness of

so much of that

Waylen and Rena once lived. Since they rarely stayed here now, all the servants had gone

his seatbelt and went around to pull Rena out of the

Rena resisted and struggled.

up in his arms, paying no heed to

on the lights, and soon the villa was bathed in

he tossed Rena onto the

tried to escape, he firmly

exuding an

ample bosom heaved, making her even more

lust. With one hand holding hers to prevent her from moving, he used the

by his wild and

didn’t want

shook her head, attempting

me!”

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

struggling for a long time, Rena

into the soft bed and murmured, “Because you make me

harsh words,

at the

said he made her

she once…

her nose turning red, but she refused to

would have understood how deeply Elvira

died because of that

be with your family! You left your entire family behind and went to look after her for so many

captivating. She was

to her accusations, Waylen released his grip on

retreated, sitting on

considered

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

the bed, there was only one thought

to hurt

replied, “Haven’t you always wanted to know the difference between ‘you’ and ‘the past Waylen’ in my

tell you, you can never hold a

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

Fowler, to be honest, I hate

Waylen froze.

was infuriated

lying on his bed, but she spewed such

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 you

were in

handsome face, and retorted, “Ves, having sex with you was ‘once a

He pressed his lips against hers, his

body doesn’t

knew no

that moment, Rena’s phone

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

a strand of

broken in gentleness.

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