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.”

past relationship was over, and there was no

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

Harold reached out and

delicate, her

and uttered,

a bitter

long ago. Gazing at

a photo of

of Rena waiting for him at the table in the

the best relationship he

Rena had no interest in revisiting

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

felt a mix of

she stepped out of the club, Rena realized that she

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

stepped

wasn’t Ross, but

he looked regal

a bit tipsy, and after a

his coat and placed it on

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

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

business. Let

“No.”

they continued their little argument,

It was Harold.

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

stiffened upon hearing

was having a fight with Waylen, for their reputation’s sake, she never wanted to make a scene outside

Waylen was furious.

glared

a

door, and pushed

to take Rena’s

on to it, and the two men engaged in

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

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

still better than you lusting

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

her starting tomorrow. Maybe one day,

was venting his frustrations while

down, Harold knew Rena could never accept him

didn’t want to

car and tossed Rena’s coat onto the back

and Harold were once together, but what was the extent of their

Did they kiss?

Did they… make love?

drove at a high

amiss. She covered her chest and asked

Waylen remained silent.

looked particularly stern in the

so much of that cold and aloof

car came to a stop at the villa where Waylen and Rena once lived. Since they rarely stayed here now, all the servants had gone

seatbelt and went around to pull Rena out of the

Rena resisted and struggled.

he lifted her up in his arms,

and soon the villa was bathed in a

he tossed Rena

tried to escape, he

she was exuding

bosom heaved,

and possessiveness had ignited Waylen’s uncontrollable lust. With one hand holding hers to

was overwhelmed by his wild and passionate

didn’t want this with

shook her head, attempting to break free

don’t touch me!”

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

struggling for a long time, Rena

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

by her harsh words, which went beyond

the woman

he made

she once… love

lips trembled, her nose turning red, but she

if you truly loved me, you would have understood how deeply Elvira hurt

died because of that

you were supposed to be with your

She was completely infatuated with

accusations, Waylen

sitting on her

considered lighting a

you? As you said, she can die for me. What about you,

the bed, there was only one thought circling in

to

always wanted to know the difference between ‘you’

never

that apartment. You don’t deserve

hate you

Waylen froze.

was infuriated by

lying on his bed, but she spewed such maddening

traced her body from top to bottom, finally resting his fingertips on her abdomen where their babies had once lived.

were in

“Ves, having sex with you was ‘once a good experience.

pressed his lips against hers, his face contorted with an

body doesn’t

knew

moment, Rena’s

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

strand of

tone was a bit broken in

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