A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1301-1310

Rena turned her head.

Addie approached Rena slowly, her voice hoarse from crying. “Before my brother passed away, he asked me to give you two things. He said he wanted you to have a look.”

There was a necklace and a key.

Addie covered her mouth and continued, “Harold bought them especially for you.”

In silence, Rena took the items from Addie’s hands.

Addie sniffled and said, “Rena, my mother has no courage to face you.

She asked me to apologize to you. She said if she could have convinced my brother back then, maybe you and he could have Lived a happy life.

He really… liked you. Rena, what I fear most is that you don’t want to believe that he loved you… In the past few years, he had had a bad time.”

Rena was also going through a difficult time.

Whose first Love was not unforgettable?

And Harold’s death was untimely.

Rena sat in the car, her expression thoughtful. Ross, the driver, spoke softly. “Mrs. Fowler, shall we head home now or…”

Rena lowered her head, holding the key in her hand.

“I want to go somewhere,” she said softly.

Without further questions, Ross drove her to an old neighborhood in the east of the city. He considerately stayed in the car, giving Rena the space she needed.

Alone, Rena ascended the stairs.

Many years ago, the Moore family had lived here temporarily, in an 80-square-meter apartment.

Back then, Rena often cooked for Harold.

He was always so busy…

Whenever he returned, she would be dozing off on the table.

This was where she had spent her youth.

As Rena opened the door, she found the interior Largely unchanged, but there were some new additions that indicated someone came here often to clean. There was even a plate of washed fruit on the table.

A large painting hung on the wall.

It depicted Harold and Rena, a group photo from their college days.

In her early twenties, Rena had confessed her love for Harold at that time…

Their group photo was also placed by the bedside in the bedroom.

After standing quietly for a while, Rena made her way to the kitchen and opened the fridge. It was stocked with plenty of fruits and vegetables. With composure, she took some out and proceeded to make two simple dishes and a soup, Harold’s favorite.

Once done, she set the dishes on the table.

Rena thought that if souls existed, Harold would remember to come back for the meat.

As she left, she left the key behind.

She knew she would never return.

Walking down the stairs, the cold night breeze brushed against her face.

Rena didn’t know if life would have been better without Harold’s betrayal, but she understood there was no turning back. She had Loved Harold, and now, all she could do for him after his death was to prepare a meal…

*

As Rena descended the stairs, she was met with a slightly chaotic scene.

Aline had arrived, accompanied by several members of the Moore family.

Addie, Harold’s sister, pulled Aline and cried, “My brother has passed away. Aline, why are you still causing a scene here?”

Aline was utterly distraught.

Her heart raced, and she seemed to be on the verge of losing control.

Staring at Rena, she shouted, “He died for you! He came to me and pleaded for you. Even when he left, he went to see you. He was dying, and he still had you on his mind… He made sure this place was well-kept and came to clean it every week. Rena, do you ever think about him?”

Aline’s emotions were a whirlwind of desperation and jealousy.

She appeared almost mad, and those around her tried to calm her down.

With composure, Rena replied, “I’m married.”

Her marriage meant she couldn’t dwell on her former lover.

Harold was gone…

While Rena felt a hint of sadness, she couldn’t reciprocate the same love they once shared. Their connection had merely been a missed opportunity, not to mention the fact that Harold had almost ruined the Gordon family.

Ross opened the car door for Rena.

She stepped into the vehicle, her nose reddened from suppressed emotions. In a low voice, she said, “Let’s go.”

The black Limousine pulled away slowly.

Meanwhile, Aline continued to create a scene. She had been the one who had a physical relationship with Harold before his death, yet he still thought about Rena when he was dying. The Moore family had even entrusted Rena with Harold’s most precious possession.

As the autumn night grew darker, the rain poured heavier.

Aline knelt on the ground, tears flowing uncontrollably.

It was already past midnight when Rena came back to the villa, a sense of peace settling over her.

Within the hall, bathed in a soft glow from the lamps, Waylen sat, cradling a glass of crimson wine in his hand.

Exhausted, Rena removed her coat and settled down beside him.

With gentleness in her voice, she requested, “Waylen, would you mind pouring me a glass of red wine?”

His gaze spoke volumes, revealing profound emotions that stirred within.

Yet, despite the emotions that Lingered, he poured her a glass of wine, watching as she sipped from it.

As the wine’s warmth enveloped her, Rena felt a subtle flush on her cheeks.

against the sofa, she murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira

tinge of wistfulness washed

words tinged with detachment. “Harold

made her way

watched her retreating figure disappear into the soft

knowing that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a man named Harold,

safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s

evading his advance, she gently said, “I’m

silence, he pressed her against the safe and pressed his

her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“A little,” she confessed.

after his betrayal. You Lost your memory because of me. I believed that you should be mine, and you should regain your memory and come back to me. But now, what matters most to me is your happiness.

I would be happy to

gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on

but, instead, he carried her gently to

expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged

her, Rena instinctively wrapped her

voice came out hoarse as she called out

a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena,

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense

She turned her head to gaze at the

moonlight scattered through the

untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as she

Her words held true.

took on various forms, some as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear tea

light, Waylen gazed at her for

he tenderly pressed his body against hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

slender fingers, she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said in a seductive tone,

recalled the social

and kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear, I won’t have

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a mundane

extend her

Moore Group was leaderless and it declined

had visited her twice, seeking her help for

the accounts, Addie

invited her to the study on the second

didn’t expect that Rena would be willing to help her. As they sat in the study, savoring

fixed on the account book before

beauty had only grown

felt a surge of emotion welling up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed

funeral, but when I attempted to seek her help, she even refused to see

replied with composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of the more

those employees were once her father’s

dared not say more

collected Alexis and brought

joyfully threw herself into her mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize she had

was the only child that had won a prize that day,

girl and planted a kiss

named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher

was Left

Waylen walked over with

seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with

closed it and handed it to Addie, saying,

thanked her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the

he was disinclined to engage

irked by things

feel the

cradled Marcus in her arms and played with him for

kept company

Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly, “Rena, have

gently, signifying her

them. Waylen assumed the

also well taken care of. It appeared

then, Rena could not help

was startled awake in the midst of a dream, lying alone

her

was further intensified by the ceaseless night

a few rings, he answered the

dream where Harold had a tragic

“Do you want me to come

She declined his offer.

evident in her voice, she asked, “Are

the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want

continued chatting for a

ended the call

if she were a few years younger, she might have longed for him to come back and keep

the other end of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena and gazed at it quietly for a

had improved considerably in recent

it was Harold’s tragic death that had eased the tension between

demise had left an indelible mark in Rena’s

a fuss about it since Harold was no Longer

to their waning passion and doubts began to creep

love often involved weighing the advantages

stay in their comfort zone after considering all

no improper desires

soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service,

his surprise, it

learning that Waylen was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her

silk pajama, she

the heater in my room is broken. Can

Waylen stood

the dead of night, he

pants, he exuded the masculinity

charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates are

overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to

he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an A-List actress would gain

seemed to imply that she was nothing more than

Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would never sell my

“Really? Then wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of

cutting remark, Waylen slammed

standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed

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