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

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

Harold reached out and grabbed her

delicate,

off his hand and uttered, “I shouldn’t have

wore a

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

photo of her

at the table in the

was the best relationship he had ever

had no interest in revisiting

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

felt a mix

she stepped out of the club, Rena realized

arm and was about to ask Ross to help her

a long leg stepped out of

but it

he

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

took off his coat and placed it on

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

pressing his lips against her ear, and said unwillingly,

your business. Let go of

“No.”

they continued their little argument, a man

It was Harold.

he held Rena’s fur coat. Seeing the couple hugging, he smiled faintly and

body stiffened upon hearing

their reputation’s sake, she never wanted to make a scene outside

Waylen was furious.

glared at Harold

a bold step

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

to take

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

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

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

back, “Being her driver is still

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

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

frustrations while speaking the

Rena could never accept him

didn’t want to argue

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

He knew Rena and Harold were once together, but what

Did they kiss?

Did they… make love?

drove at

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

Waylen remained silent.

handsome face looked particularly stern

of that

at the villa where Waylen and Rena once lived. Since

seatbelt and went around to pull Rena

Rena resisted and struggled.

her up in his arms, paying no heed to

the lights, and soon the villa was bathed

tossed Rena onto

soft body bounced gently on the plush mattress. As she tried to escape,

she was exuding

her ample bosom heaved,

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

by his wild and

didn’t want this

head, attempting to

touch me!” Rena

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

long time, Rena

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

by her harsh words, which went

the woman

he made

once…

trembled, her nose turning red, but she

you truly loved me, you would have

Our daughter almost died because

her sister when you were supposed to be with your family! You left your entire

Fowler, Mr. Fowler, You are truly captivating. She was

her accusations, Waylen

retreated, sitting on

considered lighting a

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

on the bed, there was only

was to hurt

always wanted to know the difference between ‘you’ and

never hold

apartment. You don’t

honest, I hate you

Waylen froze.

was infuriated by

his bed, but she spewed

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

were in

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

He pressed his lips against hers, his face contorted with an

doesn’t

anger knew no

that moment,

a sweet voice, “Mommy, when will

strand of hair and turned her

was a bit broken in gentleness. “Mommy will be

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