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Chapter 288 Mrs. Fowler, You’re Having Too Much Fun 

The following morning, Waylen and Rena were the only ones in the dining room. 

The servant informed them, “Mr. Fowler and Mrs. Fowler went out with the children.” Waylen knew that his parents intended to give them some alone time. He turned to Rena and suggested, “There’s a concert at two o’clock in the afternoon. Marcus has been nursed. Shall we go to the concert together?” 

Rena ate quietly, taking her time. 

After a while, she replied softly, “I’d rather stay home.” 

Waylen observed her face and said, “The snow has stopped outside. Wouldn’t you like to go out and take a look?” 

“Not really,” Rena responded, keeping her distance. 

Waylen was taken aback after being given the cold shoulder. 

He was used to being the center of attention, a pampered prince in his wealthy family. No. woman had ever given him the cold shoulder before. 

Yet, this woman treated him so indifferently. 

Feeling a bit embarrassed, he decided not to press the issue further and thought of visiting his study upstairs later.. 

As he was about to get up, his phone started ringing. 

It was Mavis calling. 

Waylen hesitated, glancing at Rena before choosing to ignore the call. 

The phone rang again. 

Once more, he ignored it and softly said to Rena, “I won’t contact her again, but only after I make 

sure she’s safe.” 

Rena calmly put down her knife and fork, fixing her gaze on him. “Why did you remove her 

number from your blacklist? Can’t you bear to let her go?” 

“Rena!” 

“Waylen, if she slipped down at the foot of the mountain this time, she might jump off a building next time. If you don’t answer her calls, she’ll find another way to reach you. Then you’ll go back. 

to her again, saying it’s a life after all,” Rena said with a faint smile. 

“If she succeeds once, she’ll go on and use this trick every time.” 

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He was used to being the center of attention, a pampered prince in his wealthy family. No woman had ever given him the cold shoulder before. 

Yet, this woman treated him so indifferently. 

Feeling a bit embarrassed, he decided not to press the issue further and thought of visiting his. study upstairs later. 

As he was about to get up, his phone started ringing. 

It was Mavis calling. 

Waylen hesitated, glancing at Rena before choosing to ignore the call. 

The phone rang again. 

Once more, he ignored it and softly said to Rena, “I won’t contact her again, but only after I make sure she’s safe.” 

Rena calmly put down her knife and fork, fixing her gaze on him. “Why did you remove her number from your blacklist? Can’t you bear to let her go?” 

“Rena!” 

“Waylen, if she slipped down at the foot of the mountain this time, she might jump off a building next time. If you don’t answer her calls, she’ll find another way to reach you. Then you’ll go back to her again, saying it’s a life after all,” Rena said with a faint smile. 

“If she succeeds once, she’ll go on and use this trick every time.” 

Rena didn’t want to say anything more. She stood up and returned to the bedroom to immerse herself in a captivating book. 

At noon, she skipped lunch with Waylen. 

In the afternoon, Rena retreated to the basement home gym for a yoga session, pushing her body to the limit, drenched in sweat. 

Waylen stood at the door, holding her phone. “You have a phone call.” 

Rena, stretching her legs, walked over to him and thanked him for the message. 

It was Vera who called Rena. 

Vera had heard some intriguing gossip from unknown sources and invited her friend for a small 

gathering. 

Rena was feeling a bit lethargic. 

Vera leaned on Roscoe’s shoulder, gently caressed his prominent nose, and inquired, “Just some old friends. You’re the most well-off among us right now, with a couple hundred billion dollars, a 

son, and a daughter… Just come along. There’s even a mysterious special guest.” 

Rena was amused. “Who is it? Who’s so important?” 

Vera playfully refused to divulge any details. 

Rena wiped her sweat with a towel and said, “Alright, I’ll come. Is it the same club as before?” 

Vera affirmed with wit, adding in a hushed tone, “Dress up nicely. It’s going to be worth it.” 

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After so many years, Rena cherished having a friend like Vera by her side. 

Ending the call with a cheerful mood, Rena’s expression changed when she noticed Waylen’s 

darkened face. 

Though he couldn’t hear the conversation clearly, he understood that it was a social event. Leaning against the treadmill, he said unhappily, “You weren’t free to attend the concert with me, but now Vera asks you to have fun, and you’re available? I’m going with you.” 

Continuing her running, Rena replied lightly, “Vera didn’t invite you.” 

“You can take me there.” 

Rena simply smiled, making her intentions clear. 

Waylen stared at her for a few seconds, his emotions swirling within. 

Then he turned around and left, his temper evident. 

At seven o’clock in the evening, Rena was ready to head out. 

Unexpectedly, Waylen suddenly swung open the bedroom door and fixed his gaze upon her. 

She was donning a stunning golden dress with delicate shoulder straps. 

No silk stockings adorned her legs, which were elegantly slender and straight. 

Matching fur coat and heels of the same color as her dress elevated her appearance. 

Tonight, Rena exuded an unparalleled radiance. 

Waylen’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he said in a hoarse and low voice, “Let me drive you 

there.” 

“No, thanks. Ross is waiting for me.” 

“Are you sure you want to attend the party dressed like this? Rena, you have a husband.” 

Rena lowered her eyes and let out a smile. 

Husband? Did he genuinely consider her his wife? 

In his eyes, she was nothing more than a skilled lover in bed or the perfect daughter-in-law for the 

Fowler family. Their relationship had nothing to do with love. 

Without hesitation, she turned around and walked away. 

As she entered the car, Ross couldn’t help but compliment, “Mrs. Fowler, you look stunning. 

tonight.” 

“I’m attending a party,” Rena replied absentmindedly. 

Half an hour later, they arrived at the Mellowny Club. 

Rena opened the door to the small banquet hall and confirmed that Vera’s words were true. 

Numerous old friends of theirs were present, creating an atmosphere suitable for relaxation and 

enjoyment. 

In high spirits, Rena removed her coat and settled into a corner sofa, engaging in conversation 

with Vera. 

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ow-key demeanor, eyes were drawn to her. 

They marveled at her social status. 

Aside from that, they were also curious about her marriage with Waylen. 

Vera, too, was aware of the situation with Mavis. She leaned closer to Rena and whispered, “What if we… you know, get rid of her?” 

Amidst the luxurious lighting, Rena raised her goblet. 

Then, she swirled the golden champagne inside of it. 

After a moment, she flicked her long brown hair and replied with a smile, “Let’s wait for her to be released from the hospital.” 

In that moment, the atmosphere felt electric…. 

Vera was whisked away to the bathroom by Roscoe for an intimate moment, leaving Rena alone. to bask in the ambiance. 

“Rena!” a voice called out. 

A slender figure appeared before Rena, and his voice sounded familiar. 

Rena lifted her head and saw Harold standing there. 

It had been a long time since they last saw each other…. 

Harold tilted his chin slightly and inquired, “Can I sit here?” @ 

The past had faded away, and Rena remained composed. “Of course.” 

Harold respected the boundaries between them. 

They had known each other for so many years, experiencing love and pain. Today, they could still sit together calmly and share a drink, which made him contemplate a new possibility. 

“Rena, how have you been?” 

Rena chuckled softly. “I’m doing well. And what about you? Are you married?” 

Harold extended his hand, but there was no ring on his finger. 

Rena didn’t comment on it. 

In a hoarse voice, Harold continued, “I’ve been away on business in the north recently. When I returned, I heard that you… you haven’t been doing so great. Rena, we’re not young anymore, and I won’t beat around the bush. I admit I’ve had many women around me over the years, but in the end, I only ever liked you.” 

He deeply regretted it. 

He regretted losing the girl who loved him and stood by him during tough times. 

All these years, he lived a life without much introspection. 

Meanwhile, Rena struggled in her marriage. 

Harold Implored Vera to give him a chance to see Rena. He said candidly, “Waylen has lost his 

memory, hasn’t he? He’s forgotten that he loves you.” 

Rena didn’t say anything. 

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“Rena, if it’s too difficult for you, why don’t you consider me? I’m willing to take Alexis and Marcus 

as my own.” 

Harold’s eyes bore into Rena… 

Still leaning against the back of the sofa, Rena gently swirled the contents of her goblet. 

After a moment, she smiled and replied, “Harold, are you unable to father children or something? Is that why you’re so eager to take other people’s kids? If you can’t have children, visit a fertility. clinic or better, a brain specialist.” 

Their past relationship was over, and there was no going back. 

Rena’s good mood was ruined, and she felt bored. She grabbed her handbag, ready to leave. 

But Harold reached out and grabbed her wrist. 

Her wrist was delicate, her skin smooth. 

Rena shook off his hand and uttered, “I shouldn’t have said anything to you.” 

Harold wore a bitter smile. 

He had genuinely loved Rena, but she stopped trusting him long ago. Gazing at her beautiful face, he said with bitterness, “Rena, you’ve changed so much.” 

He kept a photo of her in his phone album. 

It was a snapshot of Rena waiting for him at the table in the middle of the night, with steaming 

food set before her. 

That was the best relationship he had ever had. 

However, Rena had no interest in revisiting their past with Harold. 

She left shortly after. Inside the elevator, she called Vera, who was probably busy with Roscoe. Vera’s voice trembled slightly. “You’re leaving? Wait… I’ll be right there.” 

Rena felt a mix of anger and amusement. 

As she stepped out of the club, Rena realized that she had left her fur coat inside. 

She touched her tender arm and was about to ask Ross to help her retrieve it. She really didn’t 

want to go back inside and see Harold anymore… 

Suddenly, a long leg stepped out of a black Rolls-Royce. 

It wasn’t Ross, but it was Waylen. 

Under the neon lights, he looked regal and handsome. 

Rena was feeling a bit tipsy, and after a moment, she asked coldly, “Why are you here?” 

Waylen took off his coat and placed it on her shoulders. 

Rena struggled for a moment but found herself firmly wrapped in his coat. It smelled of rosin, and she was engulfed in the warmth of it. 

He held her close, pressing his lips against her ear, and said unwillingly, “Mrs. Fowler, you’re having too much fun.” 

“It’s none of your business. Let go of me.” 

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As they continued their little argument, a man emerged from the club.. 

It was Harold. 

In his hand, he held Rena’s fur coat. Seeing the couple hugging, he smiled faintly and said in a gentle and indulgent tone, “Rena, you left your coat.” 

Rena’s body stiffened upon hearing him. 

Despite she was having a fight with Waylen, for their reputation’s sake, she never wanted to make a scene outside their house. 

Waylen was furious. 

He held his wife and glared at Harold with fiery eyes… 

Harold took a bold step forward. 

Waylen slightly leaned to the side, opened the car door, and pushed Rena inside. Then he sneered 

at Harold. “Thank you, Mr. Moore.” 

Waylen reached out to take Rena’s coat. 

Harold held on to it, and the two men engaged in a subtle tug-of-war. Eventually, Harold relented 

and let go. 

Waylen sneered, “Mr. Moore, you’re single now. If you feel lonely, why don’t you go on more blind. 

dates?” 

Harold smiled, lighting a cigarette as he replied, “Rena is married. Isn’t she here because she’s 

lonely too? Waylen… If she takes you seriously, why did you leave you out like her driver?” 

Waylen shot back, “Being her driver is still better than you lusting after someone else’s wife.” 

Harold took a slow drag of his cigarette, glancing at Waylen. “You’re right. I’m not over Rena. I’m going to pursue her starting tomorrow. Maybe one day, she’ll be moved by me.” 

He was venting his frustrations while speaking the truth. 

Deep down, Harold knew Rena could never accept him again. 

Waylen didn’t want to argue further. 

He got into the car and tossed Rena’s coat onto the back seat. Tonight’s events bothered him, 

but he didn’t show it. 

He had lost so many memories. He knew Rena and Harold were once together, but what was the 

extent of their relationship? 

Did they kiss? 

Did they… make love? 

Waylen drove at a high speed… 

Rena sensed something was amiss. She covered her chest and asked softly, “Where are you 

taking me?” 

Waylen remained silent. 

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His handsome face looked particularly stern in the darkness of the night. 

He now reminded her so much of that cold and aloof lawyer when they first met…. 

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