The reasons behind his decision eluded him, shrouded in an enigmatic haze.

To be candid, Harold believed he didn't harbor deep affection for Rena, his sentiments towards her remaining lukewarm at best.

His treatment of Rena in days gone by left much to be desired, an unfortunate truth he readily acknowledged.

Gazing at the photograph, his eyes entranced by its timeless capture,

Harold's focus remained unwavering, until an abrupt knock on the door shattered the tranquility of the moment. The voice of Krista, his mother, echoed from outside the door, carrying a sense of urgency.

“Harold, I have something of great importance to discuss with you."

Harold replied, swiftly stowing his phone away, as he composed himself for the impending interaction.

With a gentle push, Krista unlocked the door, her eyes beholding the sight of her son's weary countenance. Pity swelled within her, yet she mustered the strength to fulfill her duty.

“Harold, it is crucial to remember that you and Rena have severed ties.

Your commitment lies with Cecilia now. You mustn't falter in your dedication! Furthermore, Rena has moved on, moving in with another man.

Her reputation will inevitably suffer irreversible damage. How can we possibly embrace such a woman as our daughter-in-law?"

Krista's words were delivered with an edge of severity, cutting through the air like a sharp blade.

Harold's brow furrowed, his voice laced with a chill as he retorted,

“She herself has chosen not to be with me."

Determined, he reached for his coat, fully intent on departing.

Unyielding in her concern, Krista trailed behind him, her voice Laden with curiosity.

"Where are you heading, Harold?"

“Return to the office," the command echoed, urging Harold to reenter the familiar realm of his professional endeavors.

Seated within the confines of his sleek sports car, Harold refrained from igniting the engine immediately.

Instead, he closed his eyes, allowing his mother's words to permeate his thoughts. One particular phrase, "Moving in with another man," resonated deeply within him, unsettling his very being.

Pondering upon the notion that had he not pushed Rena to such extents in the past, she might never have crossed paths with Waylen, let alone embark on a shared existence with him.

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