Harold goodbye and walked towards his car.

When he walked past Harold, a shiver ran down the latter's spine.

Waylen's aura was so oppressive! Harold watched silently as Waylen got in his car and started it. He didn't dare to ask about Rena.

Needless to say, it was obvious that Rena had chosen Waylen.

After Waylen's car drove away, Harold mechanically took out his phone and dialed Rena's number.

As soon as the call connected, he spat, "Good for you, Rena!”

On the other end of the line, Rena's calm voice sounded.

“Harold, you tried to deal with me. Can't I retaliate?"

“*Retaliate'? Of course you can!" Harold sneered.

"But you'll regret it, honey!"

Without responding, Rena hung up on him for the second time today.

Just then, her phone pinged. It was a text from Waylen.

“Your father has been transferred to Worldine Hospital. You and your stepmother should visit him there. He can go home as soon as he recovers."

Rena read the message again and again.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Finally... She finally felt she could breathe again!

After Rena hung up the call, Harold furiously pounded the steering wheel of his car.

Rena!

Doubts consumed him as he pondered, was she still the woman he once knew?

Harold found himself engulfed in a melancholic mood, reluctant to acknowledge that Rena's presence had an undeniable impact on his emotions.

He reasoned that he was upset simply because he had failed to get her.

Instead of seeking medical attention for his waist injury, Harold veered off course and directed his car towards an upscale club where he often engaged in business discussions with his associates.