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.

sofa, she murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why

tinge of wistfulness

gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no need for you to be jealous

made her

seated, Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows

in a safe, knowing that when it saw the Light

the safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s

his advance, she gently

her against the safe and pressed his lips

on her shoulder,

“A little,” she confessed.

a slight turn of her head, Rena caressed his handsome face with her fingers, her voice soft and sincere. “We came to know each other 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. If you find someone you love, I truly don’t mind. As long as she is a good

momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be happy to see

Waylen playfully nibbled

instead, he carried her gently to

his dissatisfaction, he

consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her

hoarse as she called

murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena,

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense of cooled

turned her head to gaze at the

scattered through the

Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as

Her words held true.

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

gazed at her for a

body against hers and murmured, “Rena,

Rena evaded his touch.

his nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t

the social engagement from that

kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was

not extend her condolences for

Harold’s death, the Moore Group was leaderless and it declined

visited her twice, seeking her

complexity of the

to the study on the second

willing to help her. As they sat in the study, savoring scented tea, Addie

was fixed on

her beauty had

brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed tone, “Rena, I

Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to seek her

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

employees were once her father’s

dared not say more on the

collected Alexis and

her mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize

won a prize that day, and even Leonel had praised

picked up the adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What

Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing a great job

Left

moment, Waylen

surprised but he greeted her with a

handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to the accountant and have him recheck

gratitude, Addie thanked her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason

disinclined to engage in any

be improper to be irked

didn’t feel the need

arms and

kept company

couldn’t resist

gently,

them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena

of. It appeared that the once-violent quarrel between

now and then, Rena could not

awake in the midst of a dream, lying alone

in her

autumn was further intensified by the

After a few rings,

dream where

hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you

She declined his offer.

silence followed and with weariness evident in her voice, she asked,

at the stack of documents on the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as possible and

chatting for

ended the call

were a few years younger, she might have longed for

up a photo of Rena and gazed at it quietly for a

relationship had improved considerably

Harold’s tragic death that

Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had left an

to make a fuss about it

began to creep

love often involved weighing

stay in their comfort zone after considering

Waylen had no improper desires for

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

his surprise, it was Ruth standing

that Waylen was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at the same

in a silk pajama, she

room is broken. Can I use yours?”

by her advances, Waylen stood firm

of night, he remained

pants, he exuded the masculinity of a

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

Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to be

treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an

his words seemed to imply that she was nothing more

“Mr.

wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny company

cutting remark, Waylen slammed

there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by the

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