Perhaps this time, her dreams would be filled with the innocent and nostalgic moments of her college days with Harold-of phoenix trees, parallel bicycles, and the tlibrary- representing the sweet reminiscences of first love.

Enveloped in a mix of emotions, Waylen couldn't deny feeling jealous He knew that Harold's death had left a lasting impact on Rena's memory.

Her acceptance of the flower from Harrison spoke of deeper feelings she held for her deceased first Love.

Waylen got up quietly. He didn't leave the bedroom because he was afraid that Rena would wake up with fear. Quietly standing by the French window, he gazed out at the rainy night, Lost in thought about their relationship.

Recently, their bond had improved, yet he couldn't help but feel some regrets Lingering.

Just like his relationships with Elvira and Mavis, Rena could only digest it by herself.

He knew Rena was processing her feelings about Harold, and he respected her need to do so in her own way. Like Elvira and Harold, Rena needed to accept the past as part of her life experience to move forward.

He hadn't thought of Elvira for a long time, but Rena might not forget Harold for an extended period.

Waylen was unable to engage in the argument of it.

With his thoughts swirling, Waylen stood for much of the night until the gray, misty dawn approached.

Despite feeling cold which caused Rena beside him to draw back instinctively, he still held her tightly.

She frowned and grumbled, “Your body is too cold!"

“It will be warm soon. Rena, let me warm you up every day in the future, okay?" He patted her on the back to Lull her to sleep.

Rena didn't wake up completely and soon fell asleep again.

When she woke up in the morning, Waylen had already taken Alexis to school and took away Marcus

Rena spent some time contemplating the nightmare she had, and eventually, she opened the safe to find the necklace Harold had given her.

As she put it in her palm, Rena felt as if the warmth of Harold was still lingering in it.

At this moment, a servant's voice resonated from outside.

“Excuse me, Mrs. Fowler, have you got up now? Mr. Fowler told me that he would come back this afternoon to pick you up and go to meet Mindy Green.”

Rena blinked in surprise.

Realizing that he was serious about going there, she was touched. She had initially thought that he only said that to her to comfort her.

A soft sigh escaped her lips as she smiled.