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 | 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 | returned, | heard that you... you haven't been doing so great. Rena, we're not young anymore, and | won't beat around the bush. | admit I've had many women around me over the years, but in the end, | 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.