She was certain that a fulfilling life could still be forged without the presence of romantic love.

While Rena had come to terms with this realization, Vera couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by sadness.

Just as Vera mustered the courage to speak, she was rendered speechless.

Standing behind Rena, Waylen maintained an indifferent expression. The duration of his eavesdropping remained unknown to all.

Vera's eyes widened and, in a hushed tone, she informed Rena, "Waylen is here."

Rena was taken aback, her astonishment evident.

She slowly turned around, her gaze meeting Waylen's elegant figure illuminated beneath the sparkling crystal chandelier.

The atmosphere grew tinged with a sense of unease...

Finally, Waylen broke the silence, his voice gentle as he stated, "Rena cannot drive. I will take her home." He sought to protect both Rena and his own dignity.

Vera's emotions stirred.

Aware of Vera's fiery temperament, Roscoe lowered his voice and advised, “Let them resolve it on their own.”

Vera's body remained tense for an extended period until gradually, she nodded.

Rena offered them a warm smile.

“Wishing you a blissful marriage.”

She then departed in Waylen's company.

Within the confines of the elevator, silence engulfed them, extending even throughout the drive back to Rena's apartment.

Half an hour later, the car came to a halt outside Rena's residential building.

Sensing a slight stiffness in her neck, Rena subtly twisted her body and uttered, "Alright, this is me."

With a resounding click, Waylen locked the vehicle's doors.

Rena relinquished her grip on the door handle, leaning back into the seat as she murmured in a raspy voice, “Waylen...”

Waylen turned his gaze towards her.

Rena's beauty remained undeniable and she embodied his ideal type.