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

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

out

was delicate, her skin

hand and uttered, “I shouldn’t have said anything

a

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

photo of

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

best relationship he

had no interest in

left shortly after. inside the elevator, she called Vera, who was probably busy with Roscoe. Vera’s voice trembled slightly. “You’re leaving?

mix

realized that she had

help her retrieve it. She

stepped out of

but

neon lights, he

feeling a bit tipsy, and after a moment, she asked coldly, “Why are

coat and

coat. It smelled of rosin, and she was

close, pressing his lips against her ear, and said unwillingly, “Mrs.

of your business. Let

“No.”

continued their little argument, a man emerged

It was Harold.

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

body stiffened upon hearing

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

Waylen was furious.

held his wife and glared at

took a bold

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

reached out to take

men engaged in a subtle tug-of-war. Eventually, Harold relented

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

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

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

cigarette, glancing at Waylen. “You’re right. I’m not

her starting tomorrow. Maybe one day,

was venting his frustrations while

Harold knew Rena could never

want to

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

and Harold were once

Did they kiss?

Did they… make love?

at a high

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

Waylen remained silent.

looked particularly stern in the darkness of

of that cold and aloof lawyer when they

later, the car came to a stop at the villa where Waylen and Rena once lived. Since

and went around to pull Rena out

Rena resisted and struggled.

lifted her up in his arms, paying no heed

soon the

Rena onto the

the plush mattress. As she tried to escape, he firmly held her

she was exuding an irresistible

anger, her ample bosom heaved, making her even more

Waylen’s uncontrollable lust. With one hand holding hers to prevent her from

his

want

she shook her head, attempting to break free from his

touch me!” Rena

Rena, his breath heavy and his eyes filled with confusion. “We are

a long time,

soft bed and murmured, “Because you make

taken aback by her harsh words, which went

the

said he

she once… love

trembled, her nose turning

me, you would

Our daughter almost died because of

did you do? You took care of her sister when you were supposed to be with your family! You left your entire family behind and

You are truly captivating. She was completely infatuated with you

to her accusations, Waylen

slowly retreated, sitting

he considered

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

there was only one thought circling in

was to hurt

the difference between ‘you’ and ‘the

you can never hold a candle to the past

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

to be honest, I hate you for occupying and sharing his

Waylen froze.

infuriated

bed, but she

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

emotions were in

sat up, lightly patting his handsome face, and retorted, “Ves, having sex with you was ‘once a good

hers, his

doesn’t

knew

moment, Rena’s phone

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

brushed a strand of

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

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