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.

“Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira and rescue

tinge of wistfulness washed over

words tinged with

made her

watched her retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on the second

it saw the Light of day

door, she sensed Waylen’s

evading his advance, she gently

the safe

shoulder, he murmured,

“A little,” she confessed.

you should be mine, and you should regain your memory and come back to

momentarily speechless “In that case, I

a tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on

protest but, instead, he carried her gently to

his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms

came out hoarse as she called out his name, “Waylen…

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

and sweat subsided, leaving

flat, Rena breathed gently. She turned her

scattered through

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

Her words held true.

various forms, some as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently

dim light, Waylen gazed at her for a

body against hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t you tell me about the

the social engagement from

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

extend

the Moore Group was

twice, seeking her help for the

the accounts, Addie didn’t fully comprehend

invited her to the study on

willing to help her. As they

attention was fixed on the account book before

passed, her beauty had only

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

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

to assist for the

were once her

dared not say

collected Alexis and brought

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

child that had won a prize

adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking,

was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for

was Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen walked over

surprised but he

account book. She closed it and handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to the accountant and have him recheck

departed, after explaining to Waylen the

In truth, he was disinclined to engage in any disputes due to Harold’s

irked by things related to

feel the

in her arms and played with him for a

Waylen kept

couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering

gently,

the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena

taken care of. It appeared

every now and then, Rena

lying alone on her bed while

in her

intensified by the ceaseless

Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena, did

where Harold

inquired, “Do you want me to come

She declined his offer.

and with weariness evident in her voice,

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

continued chatting for a

ended

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

of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a

relationship had improved considerably in

death that had

Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had left an indelible mark in

fuss about it

and doubts began to creep in. How much did Rena Love

involved weighing

comfort zone after considering all the

Waylen had no improper

resume his work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming

surprise, it was Ruth

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

a silk pajama, she

room is broken. Can I

her advances, Waylen stood

in the dead of night, he

a white shirt and black suit pants,

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

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected

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

seemed to imply that

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

on men’s doors in the middle of the

cutting remark,

night, Ruth found herself standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by the encounter with

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