He scoffed. The truth was, all he wanted to tell her was that he could also give her what Waylen could.

But now he couldn't say it.

The chill night wind blew.

Rena turned around slowly and looked at Harold.

Once again, Harold was amazed by her beauty.

Rena lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly.

“What do you get by mocking me, Harold? The pleasure of revenge? If so, then do whatever you want.”

Harold sneered.

Then, a hint of cruelty flashed through his face. He walked closer to

Rena. When he was only a step away from her, he grumbled, “Have you forgotten already? Is that how you're able to let another man in and sleep with him Like nothing happened between us?"

His words were so harsh that they made Rena‘s eyes burn with tears.

Harold seemed to have forgotten that he betrayed her, not the other way around.

How could he say such a horrendous thing to her?

Didn't he know?

In the past, all Rena wanted was to be with Harold. Why was Harold speaking to her now as if she was the one who walked away from him?

With red eyes, Rena looked at Harold.

They had once been together for four years, so they were bound to have feelings for each other still. It didn't matter if the feelings were good or bad because in the end, they would all turn to resentment towards each other.

From not far away, Waylen was watching Rena and Harold. He had a glass of wine in his hand, and his face was expressionless.

He was a little unhappy.

He didn't Like the emotion in Rena's eyes. She might not be in love with Harold anymore, but Harold had obviously left an indelible mark in her heart.

Waylen Laughed at himself. He was a lot of things, but possessive was the last thing with which he would describe himself.

Cecilia appeared beside him.