However, when he looked over again, Rena and Robert had vanished!

Where could they have disappeared to?

On such a splendid evening, could they have swiftly retreated to a hotel for intimacy?

Waylen's heart throbbed with pain.

Following the art exhibition, Robert chivalrously escorted Rena home.

He sensed a hint of distraction in Rena's demeanor. While she did hold a favorable opinion of him, it primarily stemmed from his reputation as a good-hearted man.

Rena didn't hold romantic feelings for him. Not yet, at least.

Nonetheless, Robert remained undeterred. He accompanied her home and made arrangements with her for their second date.

The darkness enveloped them.

In the lower level of the apartment building, Rena bid farewell to Robert.

Under the soft glow of the streetlamp, their elongated shadows danced.

Perhaps it was Robert's profound fondness for her that spurred an outpouring of words. Eventually, he grinned and said, “Head upstairs!

Otherwise, I'll talk until the break of dawn."

Rena nodded in acknowledgment.

She untied the scarf and extended it towards him.

However, Robert declined, gazing at her intently before speaking earnestly.

“In the near future, I hope you'll invite me into your abode."

It was a request from a mature man.

Rena was no Longer a young, innocent girl.

She neither accepted nor declined his proposition.

With a faint smile, she replied, “Let's see how things unfold!"

Returning her smile, Robert stepped back, waving at her.