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.

I understand your feelings.

tinge of wistfulness washed over

the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more.

made

retreating figure disappear

secured the necklace in a safe, knowing that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories

door,

his advance, she gently

her against the

resting his chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does his passing

“A little,” she confessed.

your memory because of me. I believed that you should be mine, and you should regain your

her momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be happy to see you with her,” she

gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on

but, instead, he carried her

his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms

voice came out hoarse as she called out his

her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you

subsided, leaving behind

gently. She turned her head

moonlight scattered through

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

Her words held true.

as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like

dim light, Waylen gazed at

body against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t Lie

Rena evaded his touch.

lines of his nose and said in a seductive

social engagement from

chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear, I won’t have any

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

extend

Moore Group

her help for

by the complexity of the

invited her to the study on the

her. As they sat in the

on

years passed, her beauty

up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to

attempted to seek her help, she even refused to see

Rena replied with composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of the more than two thousand employees of

were once

say

collected Alexis and brought

herself into her mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize

had won a prize that day, and

the adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward did you

up her chest proudly, Alexis replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing a great job

Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen walked over

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he

closed it and handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to the

after explaining to Waylen the

In truth, he was disinclined to engage in any disputes

be improper to be irked by things related to

feel the need to explain

Marcus in her arms and played with

Waylen kept

ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist approaching

smiled gently,

ensuing days, a sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was busy

children were also well taken care of. It appeared that

every now and then, Rena could not help

was startled awake in the midst of a dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen

wrapped herself in her nightgown and approached the

was further intensified by the ceaseless night

dialed Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he

recounting the dream where Harold had a tragic

a hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

evident in her voice,

Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation

continued chatting for

ended

were a few years younger, she might have

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

relationship had improved considerably

that had eased the tension between

down, Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had left an

knew better than to make a fuss about it

began to

involved weighing the advantages and

to stay in their comfort zone after considering all the

improper desires

about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service,

it was Ruth standing

she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at the same hotel as

silk pajama, she exuded a

heater in my room is

advances, Waylen stood firm at

in the dead of night, he

white shirt and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity of a

“How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates

overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to be so

indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status

his words seemed to imply that

attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I

on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the

Ruth found herself standing there, a

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