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

wistfulness

into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold

made her way

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

when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of

the safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s presence

she gently said,

he pressed her against the safe

his chin on her shoulder, he

“A little,” she confessed.

your memory because of me. I believed that you should

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

Waylen playfully nibbled

didn’t protest but, instead, he

dissatisfaction,

consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her

hoarse as she called

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

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a

her head to gaze

scattered through

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

Her words held true.

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

the dim light, Waylen gazed at her for a

body against hers and murmured, “Rena,

Rena evaded his touch.

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

social engagement from that

her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear, I

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a mundane

not extend her

Moore Group was leaderless and it declined

seeking her help

of the accounts, Addie didn’t fully comprehend

to the study on

her. As they sat in the

on

her beauty had

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

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

willing to assist for the sake of the more than two thousand employees of the Moore

those employees were once her

not say more on the

collected Alexis and brought her

herself into her mother’s arms,

a prize that day, and even Leonel

a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward did you

chest proudly, Alexis replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The

Left

Waylen walked over

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with a

book. She closed it and handed it to Addie, saying,

her and departed, after explaining to

was disinclined to engage in any disputes due

to be irked by things

the

cradled Marcus in her arms and played with him for

Waylen kept company with

a warm and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist approaching

smiled gently,

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

care of. It appeared that the once-violent quarrel between

then, Rena could not help recalling

alone on her bed while Waylen was away on

in her nightgown

further intensified by

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

recounting the dream where Harold had a tragic

inquired, “Do you want me to come

She declined his offer.

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

yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as

continued chatting for

ended the call

if she were a few years younger, she might have longed for him to

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

improved

death that had eased

had left an indelible mark in

a fuss about it since

to their waning passion and doubts began to creep in.

love often involved weighing the

in their comfort zone after considering all the

Waylen had no improper desires for other

a soft knock resounded

surprise, it was

Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted

she exuded a captivating sexual

in my room is broken.

her advances, Waylen

dead of

and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity

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

hadn’t expected him to be so

time she saw him, though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an A-List actress would gain

his words seemed to imply that she was

“Mr. Fowler, I would never

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

remark,

Ruth found herself standing there, a chill

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