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.

sofa, she murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your

of wistfulness washed over

with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no need for you to be

made her

retreating figure disappear into

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

door, she sensed

gently

her against the safe and pressed his lips

resting his chin on her shoulder, he murmured,

“A little,” she confessed.

a slight turn of her head, Rena 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 to me. But now, what matters most

I would be happy

tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on her

he carried her

dissatisfaction, he engaged in

Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around

came out hoarse as she called out his name, “Waylen…

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

and sweat subsided, leaving behind

She turned her head to gaze at

through the

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

Her words held true.

as spirits,

dim light, Waylen gazed at her for

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

Rena evaded his touch.

nose and said

the social engagement

body and kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear, I won’t have any

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a mundane

not extend her

Group was leaderless and it declined

had visited her twice, seeking her help for the Moore

the complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t fully

invited her to the study on

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

attention was fixed on the account

years passed, her beauty

welling up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed tone, “Rena, I

Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to seek

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

of those employees were once her

not say

Waylen collected Alexis and brought her

herself into her mother’s arms, triumphant over the

had won a prize that day, and even

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

Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me

Left

moment, Waylen walked over with

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he

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

thanked her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the

disinclined to engage in any disputes due to

would be improper to be irked

didn’t feel the need to

Marcus in her arms and played with him

Waylen kept company with

comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly, “Rena, have

gently, signifying her

tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group,

It appeared that the

now and then, Rena could not help

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

her

desolate autumn was further intensified by the

dialed Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he answered the

dream where Harold

inquired, “Do you want me

She declined his offer.

evident in her voice, she asked, “Are

“Not yet.

continued chatting for

ended the call

but think if she were a few years younger, she might have longed

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

improved considerably in recent

it was Harold’s tragic death that had eased the

had left an indelible mark in Rena’s

to make a fuss about it

waning passion and doubts began to creep

love often involved weighing the

in their comfort zone after considering

no improper desires

when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming

it was Ruth standing

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

silk pajama, she

my room is broken. Can

by her advances, Waylen stood firm at the

the dead of night,

and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity of a

If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates are single

she hadn’t expected him to

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

his words seemed to imply that she

Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would never sell

middle of the night! Furthermore,

cutting remark, Waylen slammed the

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

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