Rena turned her head.

Addie approached Rena slowly, her voice hoarse from crying. “Before my brother passed away, he asked me to give you two things. He said he wanted you to have a look.”

There was a necklace and a key.

Addie covered her mouth and continued, “Harold bought them especially for you.”

In silence, Rena took the items from Addie’s hands.

Addie sniffled and said, “Rena, my mother has no courage to face you.

She asked me to apologize to you. She said if she could have convinced my brother back then, maybe you and he could have Lived a happy life.

He really… liked you. Rena, what I fear most is that you don’t want to believe that he loved you… In the past few years, he had had a bad time.”

Rena was also going through a difficult time.

Whose first Love was not unforgettable?

And Harold’s death was untimely.

Rena sat in the car, her expression thoughtful. Ross, the driver, spoke softly. “Mrs. Fowler, shall we head home now or…”

Rena lowered her head, holding the key in her hand.

“I want to go somewhere,” she said softly.

Without further questions, Ross drove her to an old neighborhood in the east of the city. He considerately stayed in the car, giving Rena the space she needed.

Alone, Rena ascended the stairs.

Many years ago, the Moore family had lived here temporarily, in an 80-square-meter apartment.

Back then, Rena often cooked for Harold.

He was always so busy…

Whenever he returned, she would be dozing off on the table.

This was where she had spent her youth.

As Rena opened the door, she found the interior Largely unchanged, but there were some new additions that indicated someone came here often to clean. There was even a plate of washed fruit on the table.

A large painting hung on the wall.

It depicted Harold and Rena, a group photo from their college days.

In her early twenties, Rena had confessed her love for Harold at that time…

Their group photo was also placed by the bedside in the bedroom.

After standing quietly for a while, Rena made her way to the kitchen and opened the fridge. It was stocked with plenty of fruits and vegetables. With composure, she took some out and proceeded to make two simple dishes and a soup, Harold’s favorite.

Once done, she set the dishes on the table.

Rena thought that if souls existed, Harold would remember to come back for the meat.

As she left, she left the key behind.

She knew she would never return.

Walking down the stairs, the cold night breeze brushed against her face.

Rena didn’t know if life would have been better without Harold’s betrayal, but she understood there was no turning back. She had Loved Harold, and now, all she could do for him after his death was to prepare a meal…

*

As Rena descended the stairs, she was met with a slightly chaotic scene.

Aline had arrived, accompanied by several members of the Moore family.

Addie, Harold’s sister, pulled Aline and cried, “My brother has passed away. Aline, why are you still causing a scene here?”

Aline was utterly distraught.

Her heart raced, and she seemed to be on the verge of losing control.

Staring at Rena, she shouted, “He died for you! He came to me and pleaded for you. Even when he left, he went to see you. He was dying, and he still had you on his mind… He made sure this place was well-kept and came to clean it every week. Rena, do you ever think about him?”

Aline’s emotions were a whirlwind of desperation and jealousy.

She appeared almost mad, and those around her tried to calm her down.

With composure, Rena replied, “I’m married.”

Her marriage meant she couldn’t dwell on her former lover.

Harold was gone…

While Rena felt a hint of sadness, she couldn’t reciprocate the same love they once shared. Their connection had merely been a missed opportunity, not to mention the fact that Harold had almost ruined the Gordon family.

Ross opened the car door for Rena.

She stepped into the vehicle, her nose reddened from suppressed emotions. In a low voice, she said, “Let’s go.”

The black Limousine pulled away slowly.

Meanwhile, Aline continued to create a scene. She had been the one who had a physical relationship with Harold before his death, yet he still thought about Rena when he was dying. The Moore family had even entrusted Rena with Harold’s most precious possession.

As the autumn night grew darker, the rain poured heavier.

Aline knelt on the ground, tears flowing uncontrollably.

It was already past midnight when Rena came back to the villa, a sense of peace settling over her.

Within the hall, bathed in a soft glow from the lamps, Waylen sat, cradling a glass of crimson wine in his hand.

Exhausted, Rena removed her coat and settled down beside him.

With gentleness in her voice, she requested, “Waylen, would you mind pouring me a glass of red wine?”

His gaze spoke volumes, revealing profound emotions that stirred within.

Yet, despite the emotions that Lingered, he poured her a glass of wine, watching as she sipped from it.

As the wine’s warmth enveloped her, Rena felt a subtle flush on her cheeks.

against the sofa, she murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira

wistfulness

distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no

made her way

retreating figure disappear into the

safe, knowing that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a man named Harold, at

she closed the safe’s door, she

his advance, she gently said, “I’m a little weary

the safe and pressed his lips

resting his chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does his passing sadden

“A little,” she confessed.

and sincere. “We came to know each other after his betrayal. You Lost your memory because of me. I believed that you should be mine, and you should regain your memory and come back to me. But now, what matters most to me is your happiness. If you find someone you love, I truly don’t mind. As long as

leaving her momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be happy to see you with

Waylen playfully nibbled on

he carried her gently

a wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he

Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around his

out hoarse as she called

a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena,

subsided, leaving

turned her head to

through the autumn

and his untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint

Her words held true.

some as intense as spirits, while others flowed

the dim light, Waylen gazed at her

his body against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t

Rena evaded his touch.

her slender fingers, she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t you tell me about

recalled the social

chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear, I won’t have any

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was

did not extend her condolences for

death, the Moore Group was leaderless and it declined

her twice, seeking her help for the Moore Group’s

complexity of the accounts,

to the study on the second

expect that Rena would be willing to help her. As they sat in the study,

undivided attention was fixed on the account

passed, her beauty had only grown more

had left no

at Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to

by the matter, Rena replied with composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of the more than two thousand employees of the

were once her father’s

not say

Waylen collected Alexis and

joyfully threw herself into her mother’s arms, triumphant

had won a prize that

a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward did you

was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing a

Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen

surprised but

almost finished the verification of the account book. She closed it and handed it to Addie,

her and departed, after explaining to

truth, he was disinclined to engage in any disputes due to Harold’s

to be irked by things related to the

feel the

in her arms and played with him

kept

study exuded a warm and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly, “Rena, have we

smiled gently, signifying

them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was

also well taken care of. It appeared that the once-violent quarrel between them had

Rena could

lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away on a business trip in

herself in her nightgown and

autumn was further intensified by

few rings, he answered the

recounting the dream where

a hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you

She declined his offer.

weariness evident in her

documents on the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude

chatting

Rena ended

couldn’t help but think if she were a few years younger, she might have longed for him to come back and

of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up

relationship had improved considerably

it was Harold’s tragic death that had eased the tension

had left an

than to make a fuss about it since Harold was no Longer

to their waning passion and doubts began to creep in. How much did Rena Love

involved weighing the advantages and

to stay in their comfort

Waylen had no improper

his work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service,

surprise, it was Ruth

on a business trip to Hondrau, she had

silk pajama, she

heater in my room is broken. Can I use yours?” she

her advances, Waylen stood firm at

the dead of night,

shirt and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity

you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates are

she hadn’t expected him

appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an A-List actress would

that she was nothing more than

explain, “Mr. Fowler, I

with disdain, “Really? Then wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the door

there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by the

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