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 you continuously aid

of wistfulness washed over

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

she made

watched her retreating figure disappear into the soft

saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a man

closed the safe’s door,

she gently

against the safe and pressed his

on her shoulder, he murmured,

“A little,” she confessed.

other after his betrayal. You Lost your memory because of me. I believed that you should be mine, and you should regain your memory

her momentarily speechless “In that case, I

a tender gesture, Waylen

instead, he carried

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he

instinctively wrapped

hoarse as she called

whispered into her ear,

subsided, leaving behind a

flat, Rena breathed gently. She turned her head

scattered through

her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile

Her words held true.

as intense as spirits, while

gazed at

he tenderly pressed his body against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t Lie

Rena evaded his touch.

her slender fingers, she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said in

the social

lifted Rena’s body and kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

did not extend her condolences for

Harold’s death, the Moore Group was leaderless and

her

of the accounts, Addie didn’t

the study

didn’t expect that Rena would be willing to help her. As they

fixed on the account book before

the years passed, her beauty

of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the

funeral, but when I attempted to

the matter, Rena replied with composure, “I am willing to assist for

employees were once her

not say more on the

collected Alexis and brought

her mother’s

won a prize that day, and even Leonel had

planted a kiss on

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

Left

moment, Waylen walked over

spotting Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but

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

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

smiled. In truth, he was disinclined to engage

to be irked

feel the need

her arms and played with him for a

Waylen kept company with

and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly, “Rena,

gently, signifying her

a sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group,

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

and then, Rena could not

alone on her bed while Waylen was away on a

her nightgown and

was further intensified by

After a few rings, he answered the

the dream where Harold had

a hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want

She declined his offer.

and with weariness evident in her

yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as

continued chatting

ended the

but think if she were a few years younger, she might have

end of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena and gazed

had improved considerably in

that had eased

demise had left

to make a fuss about it since Harold was no

their waning passion and doubts began to creep in.

involved weighing the advantages and

choose to stay in their comfort zone after considering

no improper

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

it was Ruth standing

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

a silk pajama, she exuded a captivating sexual

the heater in my room is

her advances, Waylen stood firm at

in the dead of

and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity of a

much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you

she hadn’t expected

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

words seemed to imply that she was nothing more than

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

yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the door

night, Ruth found herself standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed

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