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.

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

tinge of wistfulness

slowly opening, Rena gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is

made her way

her retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows

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

the safe’s door, she sensed

evading his advance, she gently said, “I’m a little

he pressed her against the safe and pressed his lips

his chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does his passing

“A little,” she confessed.

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 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

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

Waylen playfully

but, instead, he

his dissatisfaction, he engaged

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped

voice came out hoarse as she called out

In a soft murmur, he whispered

subsided, leaving behind a

her head

through the

occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as she replied, “Yes,

Her words held true.

as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear

the dim light, Waylen gazed at her for

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

Rena evaded his touch.

traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t you

recalled the social engagement from that

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

extend her condolences for

the Moore Group was leaderless

twice, seeking her help

the accounts,

the study on the second

willing to help her. As they sat in the study, savoring scented tea,

undivided attention was fixed on the

the years passed, her beauty had only grown

of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to

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

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

were once her father’s

say more on

Waylen collected Alexis and brought

Alexis joyfully threw herself into her mother’s

had won a prize

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

her chest proudly, Alexis replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me

Left

Waylen walked over with

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but

almost finished the verification of the account book. She closed it and handed

thanked her and departed, after explaining

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

be irked by

didn’t feel the need to explain

arms and played with him for

Waylen kept company

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

gently, signifying

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

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

every now and then, Rena could

the midst of a dream, lying alone on

herself in her nightgown and

autumn was further intensified by the ceaseless

rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena,

recounting the dream where

a hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want

She declined his offer.

evident in her voice,

replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want

chatting for a

ended the call

younger, she might have longed

line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo

relationship had improved considerably in recent

it was Harold’s tragic death that

understood that Harold’s demise had left an indelible mark in Rena’s

than to make a fuss about it since

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

often involved weighing the advantages and

comfort zone

Waylen had no improper desires for other

work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming

it was

trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately

silk pajama, she

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

by her advances, Waylen stood firm at the

dead of night, he

in a white shirt and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity of a

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

she hadn’t

and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an A-List actress would gain

seemed to imply that she was nothing more

explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would

with disdain, “Really? Then wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of

delivering that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the door

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

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