Rena lovingly smoothed her long, chestnut hair and smiled.

“Please take her home quickly

Roscoe acknowledged her request and assisted Vera into the car.

Inside the warm vehicle, Vera, still dizzy from the alcohol, removed her coat.

She cupped Roscoe's handsome face and planted a tender kiss on his lips.

After years of marriage, he still held a fervent interest in his wife's physique. However, they were in a car, surrounded by bustling streets, hardly the ideal setting for such intimacy.

He comfortingly kissed her for a brief moment before whispering, "We can continue when we get back."

Vera giggled coyly, "Darling, I've accomplished something significant today!"

Roscoe affectionately stroked her shoulder and inquired patiently about her day.

Vera recounted their encounter with Aline and laughed in a somewhat silly manner.

“Rena praised me!"

Roscoe's emotions wavered between amusement and irritation.

His wife was so impulsive!

It was Rena‘s astute understanding of Vera's temperament that had led her to bring her along, thus causing Aline to lower her guard. Unaware of her role as Rena's strategic instrument, Vera reveled in her newfound happiness .

At the same time, Roscoe sighed inwardly.

Rena had undeniably transformed over the years.

He vividly recalled her initial yearnings for love.

Time had certainly left its mark on her, though whether for better or worse remained uncertain. Nevertheless, Waylen cherished her.

At the same time, Waylen had also arrived to pick up Rena and Cecilia. He opted to drop Cecilia off at the Fowler mansion first.

Although Cecilia and Mark's wedding was scheduled for several months later, she intended to spend some time in Czanch with Edwin before the wedding, a family reunion of sorts.

The car pulled into the Fowler mansion's parking lot and came to a halt.

Cecilia disembarked from the vehicle, and Waylen followed her. He gently grabbed her arm.