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.

I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid

tinge of wistfulness washed

eyes slowly opening, Rena gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with

made

disappear into the soft shadows on

the Light of

door,

his advance, she gently said,

the safe and pressed his lips

her shoulder, he

“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 as she is a

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

tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled

but, instead, he carried her gently

a wordless expression of his dissatisfaction,

her, Rena instinctively wrapped

came out hoarse as she called out his name,

completely captivated her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into

subsided, leaving behind a sense of

She turned her head to gaze at the hazy darkness

through the

her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which

Her words held true.

spirits, while others flowed gently like clear tea

Waylen gazed

against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t

Rena evaded his touch.

her slender fingers, she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t

the social

body and kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear,

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

not extend her condolences

Group was leaderless

had visited her twice, seeking her help

the accounts,

invited her to the

be willing to help her. As they sat

on the account

the years passed, her beauty

brother had left no heir

but when I attempted to seek her help, she

to assist for the

were once her father’s

dared not say more on the

collected Alexis and brought

herself into her mother’s arms,

a prize that day, and even Leonel had praised

kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward did you

Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing a great job sweeping

Left momentarily

moment, Waylen walked over

mildly surprised but he greeted her with a reserved

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

thanked her and departed, after explaining

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

be improper to be irked by

didn’t feel the need to

arms and played with

kept company with

a warm and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t

smiled gently, signifying her

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

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

every now and then, Rena could

midst of a dream, lying alone on her bed

wrapped herself in her

desolate autumn was further intensified by the ceaseless

a few rings, he answered

recounting the dream where Harold had

inquired, “Do you want me to come

She declined his offer.

evident in her voice, she asked, “Are you

hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as possible and

continued chatting for

Rena ended the

younger, she might have longed for him

up a photo of Rena and gazed at it quietly for a

relationship had improved considerably in recent

tragic death that had eased

Harold’s demise had left an indelible

make a fuss about it since Harold

adapted to their waning passion and doubts began to

love often involved weighing

choose to stay in their comfort

Waylen had no improper desires for

a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service,

his surprise, it was

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

silk pajama, she exuded a captivating sexual

heater in my room is broken. Can I use

Waylen stood firm at the

dead of night, he

black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity

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

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him

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

his words seemed to imply that she was

explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would

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

cutting remark, Waylen slammed the door

a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by the encounter with

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