“Shame on you! We broke up a long time ago!"

Harold froze. He looked sad, but he didn't lose his temper.

Rena sneered at him in disdain.

She knew Harold very well. He was having a hard time now at work, but he couldn't complain to his fiancee, so he thought of running to Rena.

But she didn't want to have anything to do with him, let alone listen to his hardships!

Rena tried her best to calm down and said through gritted teeth, “Mr.

Moore, don't you dare come to me again! I've already Looked past what you did to me and my family, so I hope you'll stop bothering me from now on!"

Harold looked at her quietly.

Her face was still pretty and delicate, but she wasn't as meek and obedient as before.

In the past, it was Rena who did everything for their relationship.

Harold had always taken her for granted, and when he felt that it was the right time to chase Cecilia for greater gain, he broke up with Rena without hesitation. He never even felt the need to give Rena an explanation, let alone apologize.

He always thought that Rena would love him unrequitedly, but he was wrong.

She didn't love him anymore.

And here he was, missing her.

Harold was a proud, stubborn man. He reached into his pocket with one hand and wrapped his fingers around the key to the apartment tightly.

This was the same key that Rena had used before!

He smiled and snorted indifferently.

"You're right. We should go our separate ways. It's what's good for both of us."

Rena didn't say anything more and simply crossed her arms over her chest.

Then Harold leaned closer and whispered, "But do you really think that

Waylen loves you? Wake up, Rena. Do you know how many rich and powerful women want him?"

As he spoke, Harold stared at her intently.