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

of wistfulness

tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s

made

retreating figure disappear

saw the Light

she closed the safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s

evading his advance, she gently

against the safe

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

“A little,” she confessed.

because of me. I believed that you should be mine, and you should regain your

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

gesture, Waylen playfully

he carried her gently to the

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy with

instinctively wrapped her arms around

out hoarse as she called out his name,

whispered into her ear,

subsided, leaving

She turned her head to gaze

through the

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

Her words held true.

intense as spirits,

gazed at her

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

Rena evaded his touch.

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

the social engagement from

the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena,

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was

not extend her

Harold’s death, the Moore Group was leaderless

her twice, seeking her help for the

of the

her to the study on

be willing to help her. As they sat in the study, savoring scented tea, Addie stared at

was fixed on the

her beauty

Her brother had left no heir for

when I attempted to seek her help,

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

were

say more on

collected Alexis and

into her mother’s arms, triumphant over

won a prize that day, and even Leonel had

a kiss on her

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

Left momentarily

moment, Waylen walked over

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he

handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to the accountant and have him

and departed, after explaining to Waylen the

truth, he was disinclined to engage

be improper to be irked by things

the

arms and played with him for

Waylen kept company

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

gently, signifying

of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was busy with her film

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

every now and then, Rena could

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

her nightgown

further intensified by the ceaseless night

dialed Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena,

the dream where Harold had a tragic traffic

“Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

silence followed and with weariness evident in her voice, she asked,

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

continued chatting for a

Rena ended the

few years younger, she might have

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

had improved considerably

was Harold’s tragic death that had eased the tension between

Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had left

make a fuss about it since Harold

and doubts began to creep in. How much did Rena Love

involved weighing the advantages and

choose to stay in their comfort zone after considering all

Waylen had no improper desires for

knock resounded

surprise, it was Ruth

Hondrau, she had deliberately

pajama, she exuded

in my room is broken.

Waylen stood firm at

of night, he

black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity

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

Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to be

him, though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current

seemed to imply that she was nothing more than a

to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would

in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets

remark, Waylen

dead of night, Ruth found herself standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by

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