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 you continuously aid Elvira and rescue

wistfulness

her words tinged with detachment. “Harold

she made her

disappear into the

knowing that when it saw the Light of

safe’s door, she sensed

his advance, she gently said, “I’m

he pressed her against the safe and pressed

her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“A little,” she confessed.

caressed his handsome face with her fingers, her voice soft and sincere. “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 should regain your memory and come back

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

tender gesture, Waylen

he carried her

a wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in

instinctively wrapped

out hoarse as she called out

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

subsided, leaving behind a sense of

flat, Rena breathed gently. She turned her head to gaze at the hazy darkness

scattered through the autumn

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

Her words held true.

some as intense as spirits, while

dim light, Waylen gazed at her for a prolonged

body against hers

Rena evaded his touch.

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

recalled the social engagement from

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a mundane

extend her

Moore Group was leaderless and

had visited her twice, seeking her

the complexity of the accounts,

the study on the

to help her. As they sat

was fixed on the account book before

years passed, her beauty had only grown

brother had left no heir for the

Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted

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

employees were once her

not say more

Waylen collected Alexis and brought her

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

was the only child that had won a prize that day, and even

adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward did you

was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing a great job sweeping

was Left

moment, Waylen walked

seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with a reserved

closed it and handed it to

after explaining to Waylen the reason

Waylen smiled. In truth, he was disinclined to engage in any disputes due to Harold’s

be improper to be irked by things

didn’t feel the need to

Marcus in her arms and

kept

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

gently, signifying

the leadership of

care of. It appeared that the

every now and then, Rena

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

wrapped herself in her nightgown and approached the

was further intensified by the ceaseless night

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

the dream where Harold

hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to come

She declined his offer.

and with weariness evident in her

on the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation

chatting for

Rena ended the call

a few years younger, she might have longed for

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

improved considerably

that had eased the tension

down, Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had

to make a fuss about it since Harold was

to their waning passion and doubts began to creep in. How much

love often involved weighing the advantages

choose to stay in their comfort zone

improper desires

about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service, he went to open

surprise, it was Ruth standing

that Waylen was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at the same hotel

a silk pajama, she exuded a captivating sexual

my room is broken. Can I use yours?” she

advances, Waylen

in the dead of night, he

pants, he exuded the masculinity of a

“How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of

she hadn’t expected

women with grace and

seemed to imply that she was nothing more

trembling Lips, Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I

in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word

remark, Waylen slammed

standing there, a chill running down her

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