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.”

and there was no

good mood was ruined, and she felt bored. She grabbed

out and grabbed her

was delicate,

hand and uttered, “I shouldn’t have said

a bitter

trusting him long ago. Gazing at her beautiful face, he said with bitterness, “Rena, you’ve changed so

of her in

snapshot of Rena waiting for him at the table in the middle of the night, with

the best relationship he had ever

had no interest in revisiting their past

who was probably busy with Roscoe. Vera’s voice trembled

a mix of anger and

realized that she had

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

stepped out of a

but it was

he looked

feeling a bit tipsy, and after a

and placed it on

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

lips against her ear, and

of your business. Let

“No.”

they continued their little argument,

It was Harold.

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

body stiffened upon

was having a fight with Waylen, for their reputation’s sake, she

Waylen was furious.

his wife and glared at Harold with fiery

a bold step

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

reached out to take

engaged in a subtle

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

here because she’s lonely too? Waylen… If she takes you seriously,

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

a slow drag of his cigarette, glancing at Waylen. “You’re right. I’m not

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

venting his frustrations while speaking

Rena could never

didn’t want

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

many memories. He knew Rena and Harold were once

Did they kiss?

Did they… make love?

at

chest

Waylen remained silent.

stern in the darkness

reminded her so much of that

to a stop at the villa where Waylen and Rena once lived. Since

seatbelt and went around to

Rena resisted and struggled.

her up in his arms, paying no heed

the lights, and soon the villa was bathed

Rena

on the plush mattress. As she tried to escape, he

exuding an

anger, her ample bosom

challenge to his desire 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

shook her head, attempting to break free from his

touch me!” Rena

eyes filled with

for a long time,

only sink into the soft bed and murmured, “Because you

aback by her harsh words, which went

the

he made her

once… love

turning red, but she

would have understood how deeply Elvira hurt

daughter almost died because

you do? You took care of her sister when you were supposed to be with your

Mr. Fowler, You are truly captivating. She was completely infatuated with

accusations, Waylen released his

slowly retreated, sitting

considered lighting a

along time and asked, “What about you? As you said, she can die

bed, there was only one thought circling in her

was to hurt

you always wanted to know the difference between ‘you’

you can never hold a candle

even deserve that apartment. You don’t deserve

honest, I hate you for occupying and

Waylen froze.

was infuriated by

was lying on his bed, but she

her body from 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 you a bit of a

emotions were in

sex with

hers, his face contorted

doesn’t

anger knew no

that moment,

in a sweet voice,

brushed a strand of hair and turned her

was a bit broken in gentleness. “Mommy will be back

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