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

she felt

reached out and grabbed her

delicate, her skin

his hand and uttered, “I shouldn’t have

wore a bitter

long ago. Gazing at her beautiful face, he said with

kept a photo of

the table in the middle of the night,

was the best relationship

interest in revisiting their past with

who was probably busy with

a mix of anger and

the club, Rena realized that she had left her

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

a long leg stepped

but

the neon lights, he

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

coat and placed

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

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

business. Let go

“No.”

argument, a man emerged from

It was Harold.

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

stiffened

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

Waylen was furious.

held his wife and glared at Harold with

took a bold

the car door, and pushed Rena inside. Then

to

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

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

lighting a cigarette as he replied, “Rena is married. Isn’t she here because she’s lonely too? Waylen… If she takes you seriously, why did you leave you out like her

“Being her driver is still better than you lusting after

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

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

venting his frustrations while

knew Rena

didn’t want to argue

car and tossed Rena’s coat onto the back seat. Tonight’s events bothered him, but he didn’t show

Harold were once together, but what was the extent

Did they kiss?

Did they… make love?

drove at

her chest

Waylen remained silent.

looked particularly stern in

that cold and aloof lawyer

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

unbuckled his seatbelt and went around to pull

Rena resisted and struggled.

up in his arms, paying no heed to

lights, and soon the villa was

tossed Rena onto

tried to escape, he firmly

exuding an

her ample bosom heaved, making her even

With one hand holding hers to prevent her from moving, he used the other to grip her chin and force her

overwhelmed by his

didn’t want

she shook her head, attempting to break free from

don’t touch me!” Rena

and his eyes filled with confusion. “We are a

a long time, Rena lost her

into the soft bed and murmured, “Because

aback by her harsh words,

at the

said he

once… love

trembled, her nose turning red,

me, you would have understood how deeply Elvira hurt

Our daughter almost died

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

She was completely

her accusations, Waylen released his grip on

sitting on

considered lighting a

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

only one

was to hurt

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

you, you can never

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

hate you for occupying and

Waylen froze.

was infuriated by

bed, but she spewed such maddening

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

emotions were

“Ves, having sex with you

pressed his lips against hers, his

doesn’t say

knew

that moment,

calling, asking in a sweet voice, “Mommy, when will

strand of

tone was a bit broken in gentleness. “Mommy will

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