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Rena knew precisely what was on Waylen’s mind.
He simply wished to see her play the piano.
Whispering softly, Rena proposed. “Wouldn’t it be more special if we go there alone for a date later?”
Waylen teased, “It seems I’ll have to wait until next year’s Valentine’s Day for that date.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThen, lowering his voice to match hers, he added, “I simply can’t wait any longer.”
Finally, they arrived at the French restaurant.
The place was bustling with patrons on the weekend.
Alexis held Leonel’s hand while Waylen carried Marcus in his arms.
With nothing particular to do, Rena called a waiter to show them to their seats and placed the food order. As she looked up, she caught sight of Waylen taking off his overcoat. His handsome features and impeccable style were accentuated by a light gray casual sweater, making him look youthful and dashing.
Leaning in, Waylen whispered, “We might have to go on dates with a few children in tow from time to time. You better get used to it.”
Rena turned her gaze toward Waylen and a sudden wave of sympathy washed over her.
He had lost memories of five years and he had gone from being an eligible bachelor to a loving father of three children.
Rena knew it would be best not to get pregnant again, considering their current situation.
Despite being a mother of two, Rena retained her youthful and radiant appearance.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs she sat at the piano, her profile looked delicate and her elegant ‘long dress made her seem no older than 26.
Melodiously playing three songs, she was about to return to her seat when something caught her eye.
There, she saw someone familiar—Harrison.
Seated alone in the finest spot, Harrison had ordered the most expensive red wine and a white rose adorned his table, a special request he must have made.
Under the warm glow of the restaurant lights, Harrison’s profile strikingly resembled that of Harold.
He appeared to be a youthful version of Harold.
With a pause, Rena smiled at Harrison and asked, “Don’t you have any friends to dine with?”
Harrison stood up and invited Rena to join him.
Curious to converse, Rena accepted and requested a glass of water from the waiter.