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She clenched her teeth, vowing to make Rena’s life unbearable.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
At that moment, the police officer added, “I advise you not to entertain any dangerous notions. Once Miss Gordon becomes aware of your possession of the mental illness certificate, she has applied for a restriction order… In other words, Miss Coleman, you are prohibited from approaching Miss Gordon within a two-meter radius, or we will promptly transport you to a psychiatric hospital upon receiving the notification.”
Having spoken thus, the police officers guided Elvira into the waiting car.
“Let’s go. Whether you are genuinely psycho or not, you must undergo the necessary procedures at the mental institution.”
Elvira struggled and screamed in a state of hysteria. “I want to see Waylen.”
The escorting police officer sneered. “Mr. Fowler has no desire to see you.”
Elvira stood there, utterly stunned…
After departing from the hospital, Rena embarked on a flight to Rouemn, a country shimmering with enchantment.
There, amidst the picturesque landscape, she resided for a splendid week, accompanied by her dear friend Paisley. As their time together drew to a close, Paisley, wearing an expression of sincere concern, implored Rena to return to their hometown of Duefron.
“In Duefron, there are countless matters that await your attention,”
Paisley advised, her words flowing like a gentle melody. “Please don’t confine yourself to my company alone. I am perfectly content here, basking in the glorious sunlight, surrounded by attractive individuals, including the handsome doctors.”
Paisley playfully blinked, evoking a sense of lightheartedness.
Rena’s lips curved into a warm smile as she responded, “Very well, I shall return.”
To bid Rena farewell, Paisley arranged for a car to transport them to the departure point.
Before parting ways, Paisley tenderly clasped Rena’s hand, her voice carrying a soft whisper, “You have blossomed into a remarkable individual. You radiate a newfound aura.”
Returning to the familiar embrace of Duefron, Rena’s journey continued.
It was then that Vera, a dear acquaintance, reached out to Rena, not only to request a gift but also to extend an invitation to Roscoe’s upcoming birthday celebration.
As Rena set her luggage down in the cozy confines of her small apartment, she gracefully settled onto the sofa, her countenance adorned with a gentle grin. “I have indeed brought gifts for you but attending the birthday party might not be within my plans,” she said with a smile.
Vera leaned in, her voice scarcely audible, as she whispered, “Roscoe neglected to extend an invitation to him.”
With clarity, Rena comprehended the identity of “him” and pondered for a brief moment before consenting to Vera’s suggestion.
Friday night arrived and, Rena, adorned in an exquisite dress, transformed into a vision of elegance. Hailing a taxi, she made her way to the vibrant nightclub where the festivities were already in full swing.
Within the private enclosure, a lively ambiance permeated the air. The majority in attendance were Roscoe’s companions, accompanied by some of Vera’s fnends, many of whom Rena recognized.
Presenting Vera with a meticulously chosen gift, Rena bestowed upon her a couple’s timepiece, meticulously crafted in the heart of Rouemn and bearing a hefty price tag.
Vera’s eyes welled up with emotion as she uttered, her voice tinged with gratitude, “This is far too extravagant, Rena. Your generosity knows no bounds.”