Perhaps, until this very day, he clung to a glimmer of hope. But now he understood that Rena would forever be Lost to him.

Rena and Waylen harbored deep affection for one another.

He was merely an outsider.

Rena's heart now belonged to Waylen and he had lost her forever.

Harold made his exit, walking past Waylen, who was born into wealth and overheard his cold remark, "Harold, I dislike others meddling with what is mine!"

Harold stood frozen in his tracks.

Having known Waylen for a significant period, it was the first time he witnessed such possessiveness from him. In the past, Waylen showed little interest in anything, especially women

Perhaps he had misjudged him

Maybe one day, Waylen would be open to the idea of marriage!

After all, Rena desired such a matrimonial union.

Rena followed Waylen into his car.

The scent of alcohol clung to him, leading her to speculate that tonight might be a celebration for him. Unexpectedly, he witnessed the scene of her being with Harold.

Rena didn't want to engage in conflict with him.

In a hushed voice, she shared, "The music studio is trying to raise funds. Harold arranged for someone to sign a contract with us. I was unaware that he was the one who pulled the stings until he showed up at the dinner tonight."

Waylen paid no heed to her words

He lit a cigarette, resting his hand on the window frame and leisurely savored the smoke.

Only when he finished smoking did he divert his gaze towards her.

“Why did you bother explaining? Aren't we just fuck buddies?"

Rena's eyes welled up with tears and she lowered her head, choosing silence over response.

She had long been aware of Waylen's volatile temper. It was definitely unwise to engage in an argument with him at this moment.

Waylen stared at her intently for a prolonged period.

Suddenly, he stated, "I want to go to your place!"