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.

understand your feelings. I comprehend why

of wistfulness washed

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

she made

Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear into the

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

she closed the safe’s door,

advance, she gently said, “I’m a little weary

her against the safe and pressed

her shoulder, he

“A little,” she confessed.

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

gesture, Waylen playfully

but, instead, he carried

expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped

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

murmur, he whispered

subsided, leaving behind a sense of

her head to gaze at the hazy darkness

scattered through the

was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her

Her words held true.

as intense as spirits, while others flowed

gazed at her for

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

Rena evaded his touch.

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

recalled the social engagement from

that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a mundane

did not extend her

death, the Moore Group was

twice, seeking her help for the

of the accounts,

her to the study on the second

As they sat in

was fixed on

her beauty had

on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed tone, “Rena, I reached

at Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted

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

those employees were once

dared not say more

Waylen collected Alexis and brought her

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

child that had won a prize that day, and

the adorable girl and planted a kiss on her

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

Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen walked

he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with a reserved

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

her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason for

truth, he was disinclined to

improper to be irked by things

feel the need

and

kept company

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

smiled gently, signifying her

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

well taken care of. It appeared that the once-violent

now and then, Rena could

midst of a dream, lying alone on

wrapped herself in her nightgown and approached the

further intensified by the

number. After a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena, did you have

recounting the dream where Harold had a tragic traffic

inquired, “Do you want me to come

She declined his offer.

with weariness evident in

yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as possible

chatting for

ended the call

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

hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena and gazed at it quietly for

had improved

death that had eased the

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

than to make a fuss about it since Harold was no Longer among the

he adapted to their waning passion and doubts began to creep in. How

love often involved weighing

their comfort zone after considering all

had no improper desires for other

work when a soft knock resounded

his surprise, it was Ruth

a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at the

pajama, she

Fowler, the heater in my room is

her advances, Waylen stood firm at the

in the dead of night,

suit pants, he exuded

a nonchalant tone, he mocked, “How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates are single and in need

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to

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

that she

to explain, “Mr. Fowler,

middle of

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed

herself standing there, a

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