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When curious guests inquired about marriage plans, Juliette tactfully replied, “Rena is still young. I’m not in a hurry to pressure them into marriage.”

Her words were considerate, but a hint of concern flickered in her gaze as she glanced at her son.

Thoughts swirled in her mind. The young couple spent their nights together, so why hadn’t Rena become pregnant? »

As they strolled through the festivities, Rena’s feet began to ache, prompting her to find respite in the garden.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Seizing the opportunity to rest, she settled onto a garden bench.

Soon, someone approached her.

When Rena looked up, she found Harold standing before her.

The man appeared considerably better than before leading her to surmise that the crisis at the Moore Group had been resolved, explaining his presence at Cecilia’s birthday celebration.

Harold detected Rena’s distance and offered a smile.

“Are you happy that Waylen brought you to such a grand occasion? Do you believe you can marry into the Fowler family, Rena? By the way, he didn’t introduce you to Korbyn, did he?”

Meeting his gaze head-on, Rena inquired, “What are you trying to say?”

Harold leaned closer, his eyes fixed on her.

Sneering, he said, “You know that Waylen doesn’t want to get married, night? Do you know why he’s avoiding it?”

Before Harold could finish his sentence, Rena’s gaze shifted to someone nearby.

Her voice turned soft as she responded, “I know.”

Harold’s surprise was evident as he followed Rena’s line of sight.

At the garden entrance, stood a graceful figure draped in a captivating red dress.

Her long, wavy hair cascaded down her waist, enhancing her breathtaking beauty.

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Waylen, dressed in a black suit, stood nearby, his eyes fixed upon her.

It was Elvira.

Rena lowered her gaze and offered a gentle smile.

Waylen had once referred to her as his morning dew.

However, deep down, she knew she wasn’t the one who held his true significance.

Elvira was the woman who truly captured his heart.

The air hung heavy with tension.

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