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.

murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira and

of wistfulness

gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s

she made her

seated, Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear

necklace in a safe, knowing that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of

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

gently said, “I’m a little weary

pressed her against the safe and pressed his lips against

his chin on her shoulder,

“A little,” she confessed.

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,

emotions overwhelmed her, leaving her momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be

gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on

protest but, instead, he carried

his dissatisfaction, he

Rena instinctively

she

soft murmur, he whispered

and sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense of

breathed gently. She turned her head

through the autumn

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

Her words held true.

some as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear tea or spring

dim light, Waylen gazed at her for a prolonged

he tenderly pressed his body against hers

Rena evaded his touch.

slender fingers, she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t you tell me about the business

the social engagement from

the chauffeur paid more

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was

extend her condolences for

Moore Group was leaderless and

visited her twice, seeking her help

by the complexity of the accounts,

her to the study on

to help her. As they sat in

attention was fixed on the account

passed, her beauty had

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

funeral, but when I attempted to seek her help,

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

were once her

not say more on the

collected Alexis

her mother’s arms,

that had won a prize

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

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

Left momentarily

Waylen walked over

he seemed mildly surprised but he

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

gratitude, Addie thanked her and departed, after

smiled. In truth, he was disinclined to engage in any disputes due

would be improper to be irked

feel the need

Marcus in her arms and

Waylen kept company

couldn’t resist

smiled gently, signifying her

ensuing days, a sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the

two children were also well taken care of. It appeared that the once-violent quarrel between

and then, Rena

midst of a dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away on a business trip in

her nightgown and

intensified by the ceaseless

After a few rings, he answered the call

where Harold had

Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

and with weariness evident in her voice, she asked, “Are you going

of documents on the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want

chatting

Rena ended the

she were a few years younger, she

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

improved

Harold’s tragic death that had eased the tension between

had left an

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 much did Rena

often involved weighing the

choose to stay in their comfort zone

had no improper

soft knock resounded at the

surprise, it was Ruth standing

business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule

she

heater in my room is broken.

her advances, Waylen stood firm

dead of night, he

pants, he exuded the masculinity of

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

Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to

saw him, though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness.

seemed to imply that she was

attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would never

in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny company won’t survive for

delivering that cutting remark, Waylen slammed

there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by

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