"Rena, it took me a week to persuade the antique merchant in Ypsila to sell the piano to me. If your foot never recovers, we can play the piano at home. I'll play for you! Rena, I beg you to let me take care of you for the rest of my Life.

We'll celebrate Valentine's Day together every year.

We'll spend our birthdays together.

And if you want children, we can have more."

He longed to be with her, to settle down.

He had never desired marriage so fervently.

Waylen clasped her finger, gently trying to slide the diamond ring onto her ring finger.

It should fit her perfectly, but Rena withdrew her hand.

She didn't want him to place the ring on her finger.

Waylen slowly straightened up, his gaze fixed on Rena.

Rena said calmly, "I'm very moved. Really. You have done so much for me, but Waylen... Because of your disloyalty, I will never trust you again. Besides, you have been unfaithful to me many times before.

Waylen, it's impossible for us to be together. I don't care whether you love me or not now, because... I don't want to, and I will not Love you anymore."

Waylen stood up slowly.

He Looked down at Rena...

In the morning light, she appeared adorable, yet her expression was resolute.

"Send me back to the hospital, please. I don't want to cause any commotion."

Waylen reached out, tenderly caressing her delicate face.

Suddenly, he seized her head and forcefully kissed her lips, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth.

He desired to relive their past intimacy.

He wanted to rekindle the memories of their physical connection.

He refused to believe that Rena could forget all that.

A resounding slap Landed on his handsome face.