The lights flickered. Jenna gently shook the glass of wine and stood in front of the railing on the second floor. She watched the pretentious exchange of pleasantries between the people below.
Rex, walking over not far away, looked up at that instant and suddenly met Jenna's clear and cold gaze; Jenna faintly retracted her gaze and ignored the discomfort in her heart.
That kiss on the dance floor earlier made the crowd gasp. No one cared which of them made the wrong move at the end of the dance.
They were waiting for an excellent show to happen between the ex-couple. Any reaction to either of them would lead to endless speculation.
Thus, at that moment, their lips touched. Jenna instantly turned her face to the side. Fortunately, the music stopped, and she drew back in time. She glanc
