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.”

relationship was over, and

and she felt bored. She

reached out and grabbed

was delicate, her skin

uttered, “I shouldn’t have said

wore a bitter

loved Rena, but she stopped trusting him long ago. Gazing at her beautiful face, he said with bitterness, “Rena, you’ve

photo of her

a snapshot of Rena waiting for him at the table in the middle of

was the best relationship he

no interest in revisiting

Vera, who was probably busy with Roscoe. Vera’s voice trembled slightly. “You’re leaving? Wait… I’ll be right

felt a mix of anger

stepped out of the club, Rena realized

to help her retrieve it. She really didn’t want to go back inside and see

a long leg stepped out of a

but it was

he looked

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

took off his coat and placed it on

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

ear,

your business. Let

“No.”

their little argument, a man emerged

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, you left

stiffened upon

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

Waylen was furious.

his wife and glared at Harold with

a bold step

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

out to take

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

Moore, you’re single now. If you feel lonely, why

lonely too? Waylen… If she takes you seriously, why did you leave you out like her

her driver is still better than you lusting after

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

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

was venting his frustrations while speaking

Rena

didn’t want

coat onto the back seat. Tonight’s

many memories. He knew Rena and Harold were once

Did they kiss?

Did they… make love?

at a high

her chest and asked

Waylen remained silent.

looked particularly stern

that cold and aloof lawyer

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

seatbelt and went around to pull

Rena resisted and struggled.

her up in his arms, paying no heed

soon the villa was bathed in a bright

tossed Rena onto the

bounced gently on the plush mattress. As she tried to escape, he firmly held her hands

exuding

anger, her ample bosom heaved, making her even

one hand holding hers to

his wild

didn’t want

she shook her head, attempting to break free

touch me!” Rena cried

his eyes filled with confusion. “We are a couple. Why can’t

a long

bed and murmured, “Because you

taken aback by her harsh words, which went

gazed at the

he made her

once… love

nose turning red, but she refused

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

almost died because

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

Fowler, Mr. Fowler, You are truly captivating. She was completely infatuated with you and would die

her accusations, Waylen released his grip

retreated, sitting on

he considered

time and asked, “What about you? As you said, she can die for me. What about you, Rena? What

the bed, there was only one

was to

to know the difference between ‘you’ and ‘the

can never hold a candle to

don’t deserve anything that

Fowler, to be honest, I hate you for

Waylen froze.

infuriated by

woman was lying on his bed, but she spewed such maddening words at

gently traced her body from top to bottom, finally resting his fingertips on her abdomen where their babies had once lived. He sneered, “You didn’t disdain

were in

having sex with you was ‘once a good experience. But I don’t want to experience that

pressed his lips against hers, his face contorted

body doesn’t say

anger knew no

that moment, Rena’s phone

voice, “Mommy, when will you

a strand of hair and turned

tone was a bit broken in gentleness. “Mommy will

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