Gently clasping Rena's foot, Eloise offered words of care, saying “Ensure proper healing, dear. Let there be no lingering repercussions.

In an attempt to conceal her true emotions, Rena feigned composure and replied, "It's just a minor wound; it's not a big deal."

Observing Rena's gradual ability to move with measured steps, Eloise refrained from dwelling too deeply on the matter.

Continuing to administer the comforting warmth to Rena's foot, Eloise approached the conclusion of the procedure and hesitated before saying,

“Waylen has been waiting downstairs for quite some time. Would you Like to see him?"

Rena was taken aback, momentarily stunned by the suggestion.

After a brief pause, she gently shook her head and responded, “I'LL speak with him in a few days. I'm not emotionally ready at the moment."

Respecting Rena's decision, Eloise refrained from pressing further.

Tenderly touching Rena's head, Eloise spoke words of comfort, saying,

"I may not know the intricacies of your situation but I wholeheartedly support any choices you make... Seek a deserving partner. If this man falls short, seek another. Your Mr. Right will surely come your way."

Rena's smile in response to Eloise's words brought a sense of relief to Eloise's heart.

Time swiftly passed and soon a week had gone since Darren's passing, with Rena's feet nearly restored to full health.

Accompanied by Eloise, Rena made her way to pay respects at Darren's final resting place.

The sun beamed brightly, illuminating the vibrant flowers strewn around.

Resting before Darren's and Reina's tombstone was a bouquet of freshly picked Lilies.

Eloise surmised that Lyndon had left them there. Casting a glance at Rena, who discarded the bouquet nonchalantly and instead placed a handful of daisies, she couldn't help but emit a soft sigh.

They lingered in the cemetery for an extended period, emerging only when the approaching noon signaled their departure.

At the cemetery's entrance, a resplendent golden Bentley Continental GT stood parked and Waylen leaned against it, engrossed in his cigarette.

Despite being surrounded by the cheerful spring breeze, an air of gloom enveloped him.

His physique had slimmed down, yet his handsomeness remained undiminished.

Rena couldn't evade the situation any longer; she needed to convey her thoughts to him clearly.

Approaching Waylen, whose eyes held a profound gaze, she initiated their interaction.