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 comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira and

tinge of wistfulness washed

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

made

retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on the second

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

door,

gently said,

pressed her against the safe and pressed his lips

on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“A little,” she confessed.

“We came to know each other after his betrayal. You Lost your memory because of me. I believed that you should be mine, and you

“In that case, I

tender gesture, Waylen

instead, he carried her gently to the

a wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around

hoarse as she called out

murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena,

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a

her head to gaze at the hazy darkness

moonlight scattered through

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

Her words held true.

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

dim light, Waylen gazed at her for a prolonged

body against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t Lie

Rena evaded his touch.

the exquisite lines of his nose and said in

recalled the social

night, the chauffeur paid

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

extend her condolences

the Moore Group was leaderless

twice, seeking her help for the

by the complexity of the

to the study on the

As they sat in the study,

was fixed on the account

passed, her beauty had

at her, Addie felt a surge of emotion welling up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no

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

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

of those employees were

dared not say more on

Alexis and

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

that had won a prize

and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking,

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

Left

that moment, Waylen walked over with

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her

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

after explaining to Waylen the

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

to be irked by things related

feel the need

in her arms and played with him for

Waylen kept company

Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly, “Rena, have we

gently,

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

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

Rena could

dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away

in her nightgown

intensified by the ceaseless night

rings, he answered the

the dream where Harold

“Do you

She declined his offer.

weariness evident in her voice, she asked, “Are you

Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude

chatting for

ended

years younger, she might have longed for him to come back and keep her

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

had improved considerably in

Harold’s tragic death that had eased the tension between

had left an

about it

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

often involved weighing

in their comfort

no improper

knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service, he went

surprise, it was Ruth standing

she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at the same hotel as

in a silk pajama, she exuded a

the heater in my room is broken. Can

her advances, Waylen stood

in the dead of

and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity of a mature

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

hadn’t expected him to be

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

to imply that

“Mr. Fowler,

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

remark, Waylen slammed the

found herself standing there, a chill running down her

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