Harold, sensing Rena's discomfort, wore a sneer on his face.

"Ha! Are you feeling incredibly uncomfortable right now?" he taunted.

A faint smile played on Rena's Lips as she met Harold's gaze.

“What satisfaction do you derive from mocking me?" she asked calmly.

“Shouldn't you be overjoyed at this moment?"

Harold's fists clenched involuntarily, betraying the internal turmoil he was grappling with.

How could he possibly be happy?

He had lost the woman who had loved him unwaveringly for four Long years, compelled to watch her move on and weave a new Life with another man.

And it was all his doing-Harold had been the architect of his own demise, the one who had pushed Rena away, driving her into the comforting embrace of another. It was his own actions that had led to his loss.

Harold lost her!

His Adam's apple bobbed as he found himself unable to contain the torrent of emotions any longer

"Rena, I'm ready to give up everything. Can't we find a way to be together again?"

Rena's eyes widened in disbelief.

How could he dare entertain such a notion? He had shattered her heart, and now he expected her to simply embrace him again just because he apologized?

It was ludicrous.

A maelstrom of emotions churned within Rena. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, her trembling lips betraying the profound mixture of Love and hatred she felt for Harold.

She stared at him, her gaze filled with a potent blend of disdain and disappointment.

Just as the tension reached its apex, a gentle voice sliced through the silence Like a soothing balm.

"Harold, Rena..."

The voice caught both estranged Lovers off guard, their attention swiftly shifting towards its source.

Waylen turned his head slowly.

Standing there, a concerned expression etched on her face, was Cecilia— an unexpected interruption to the emotional battleground. Rena and