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 going

was ruined, and she felt bored. She grabbed her

out

delicate, her

shook off his hand and uttered, “I shouldn’t have said anything to

wore a

long ago. Gazing at her beautiful face, he said with bitterness, “Rena, you’ve

of

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

the best relationship he had ever

Rena had no interest in revisiting

she called Vera, who was probably busy with Roscoe.

felt a mix of anger and

she stepped out of the club, Rena realized that she had left her fur coat

her retrieve it. She really didn’t

long leg stepped out of a black

but it

he looked regal and

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

and placed it on her

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

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

business. Let

“No.”

they continued their little argument,

It was Harold.

he smiled faintly and said in a gentle

stiffened

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

Waylen was furious.

his wife and glared at

took a bold

pushed

to take

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

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

smiled, 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

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

slow drag of his cigarette, glancing at Waylen.

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

venting his frustrations

Harold knew Rena

want

the car and tossed Rena’s coat onto the back seat. Tonight’s events

Harold were

Did they kiss?

Did they… make love?

drove at

She covered her chest

Waylen remained silent.

handsome face looked particularly stern in the darkness of the

reminded her so much of that cold and aloof lawyer when

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

went around to pull Rena out

Rena resisted and struggled.

up in his arms, paying

switched on the lights, and soon the villa

tossed Rena

gently on the plush mattress. As she tried to

was exuding an irresistible

anger, her ample bosom

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

overwhelmed by his

want this

shook her head, attempting

touch me!”

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

long time,

bed

harsh words,

the woman beneath

he made her

she once… love

turning red, but

you truly loved me, you would

almost died because

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

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

accusations, Waylen released

retreated, sitting on

considered lighting

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

the bed, there was only one thought circling in her

was to hurt

“Haven’t you always wanted to know the difference between ‘you’ and

you can never

don’t

to be honest, I hate

Waylen froze.

was infuriated by

on his bed, but she spewed such maddening

body from 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

were

up, lightly patting his handsome face, and retorted, “Ves, having sex with you was

hers, his

body doesn’t

knew

moment,

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

brushed a strand of hair and turned her

broken in gentleness. “Mommy will be

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