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

felt bored. She grabbed her handbag, ready to

out and grabbed

delicate, her skin

hand and uttered, “I shouldn’t

wore a

loved Rena, but she stopped trusting him long ago. Gazing at her beautiful face, he said with

of her

waiting for him at the table in the middle of the night,

best relationship he had

in revisiting

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

a mix of anger and

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

her retrieve

leg stepped

wasn’t Ross, but it was

neon lights, he looked regal and

feeling a bit tipsy, and after a moment, she

off his coat and

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

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

none of your business.

“No.”

they continued their little argument, a man emerged from

It was Harold.

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

body stiffened upon hearing

having a fight with Waylen, for their reputation’s

Waylen was furious.

and glared at Harold with

took a bold

to the side, opened the car door, and pushed Rena inside. Then he sneered at Harold. “Thank you,

to take

two men engaged in a subtle

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

because she’s lonely too? Waylen… If she

still better than you

of his cigarette, glancing at Waylen. “You’re right. I’m

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

venting his frustrations while speaking

Harold knew Rena could never accept

want

Rena’s coat onto the back seat. Tonight’s events

many memories. He knew Rena and Harold

Did they kiss?

Did they… make love?

drove at

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

Waylen remained silent.

stern in the darkness of the

of that cold and aloof lawyer when

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

around to pull

Rena resisted and struggled.

his arms,

lights, and soon the villa was

Rena onto the

As she tried to escape,

was exuding an

her ample bosom heaved, making her even more

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

by his wild and passionate

didn’t want this with

head, attempting to break free from his

don’t touch me!”

lifted himself off Rena, his breath heavy and his eyes filled with confusion. “We are a couple.

a long time, Rena lost her

bed and murmured, “Because

taken aback by her harsh words, which went beyond his

the woman beneath

he made

she once… love

nose turning red, but she

loved me, you would have understood how

daughter almost died because of

were supposed to be with your family! You left your entire family behind and went

was completely infatuated with you and

to her accusations, Waylen

slowly retreated, sitting

considered

stared at her for along time and asked, “What about you? As you said, she can die for

was only

was to hurt

always wanted to know the difference between ‘you’ and ‘the past

you can never hold a candle

You don’t deserve anything that I’ve

hate you for occupying and sharing his

Waylen froze.

was infuriated

lying on his bed, but she spewed such

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

emotions were

having sex with you was ‘once a good

He pressed his lips against hers, his face

doesn’t

anger knew

that moment, Rena’s phone

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

strand of hair and turned

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

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