Rena turned around, her eyes red.

Elvira's countenance was pallid and her injured wrist bled steadily, yet she laughed hysterically.

"Waylen, you cannot abandon me. If you choose her, I shall take my own life

Striding forward, Waylen applied pressure to Elvira's wound.

Lowering his voice, he implored, "Elvira, when will this cease?"

Elvira's lips quivered.

"You are well aware of the answer."

Rena stood there, utterly fatigued.

Ending their relationship meant she would no longer be compelled to leave for Flirean against her will.

Ending their relationship meant she would never again wait for him in the long, desolate nights.

Indeed, breaking up with him had its merits.

With a decisive turn, Rena departed, no longer desiring to witness the anguish of the Lovelorn couple.

Returning to Waylen's apartment, Rena gradually dismantled the meticulously arranged Valentine's Day decorations. The cost of the adornments amounted to fifty thousand dollars, accompanied by Michelin-starred cuisine and elegant silver candlesticks.

She discarded all of them.

The invitation letter from the esteemed music school abroad found its place within the confines of the trash can Following these actions, Rena proceeded to pack her belongings, preparing to depart.

Just then, her phone rang.

It was a call from Eloise, her voice trembling with tears.

"Rena, come to the hospital. Your father had a tragic accident. His condition is dire... He may not make it... Rena, he wishes to see you one final time. Please, hurry to his side, Rena!"

Eloise's tears flowed uncontrollably, threatening to shatter her composure.

With his final remnants of consciousness, her husband grasped her hand and repeatedly called out Rena's name. He yearned to... see his beloved daughter.

In the last fleeting moments of his life, Darren's utmost concern centered around Rena.

Rena's entire world collapsed in an instant.