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 feelings. I comprehend why you continuously

tinge of wistfulness

eyes slowly opening, Rena gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s

made her

watched her retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on the second

saw the Light

closed the safe’s door, she sensed

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.

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 to me is your happiness. If you find someone you love, I

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

gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled

but, instead, he carried her gently to the

dissatisfaction, he engaged in

instinctively wrapped her

she called

In a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you still

sweat subsided, leaving behind

breathed gently. She turned her

scattered through

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

Her words held true.

various forms, some as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear

light, Waylen gazed at her for

pressed his body against hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

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

social engagement

kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

not extend her

Group was leaderless

twice, seeking her

of the accounts, Addie didn’t

her to the

Rena would be willing to help her. As they sat in the

attention was fixed on

passed, her beauty had only grown more

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,

wept inconsolably at Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to seek her help, she even refused to

willing to assist for the sake of the more than two thousand employees of the

were once

dared not say more

Alexis and brought

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

that had won a prize that day, and even

a kiss

replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher

Left momentarily

Waylen walked

surprised but he greeted her with

handed it to Addie, saying,

gratitude, Addie thanked her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason for

truth, he was disinclined to engage in any

to be irked by things related

didn’t feel the need to explain

and played with him for

Waylen kept company with

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

smiled gently, signifying

assumed the leadership of

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

Rena could not help recalling

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

wrapped herself in her nightgown and

intensified by

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

recounting the dream where

tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me

She declined his offer.

with weariness evident in her voice, she asked, “Are you

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

chatting for

ended the call

years younger, she might have longed for him

up a photo of Rena and gazed at it quietly

improved considerably in recent

it was Harold’s tragic death that had eased

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

than to make a fuss about it since Harold was no Longer among the

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

weighing the

their comfort

Waylen had no improper desires for other

was about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it

it was

she had deliberately adjusted

in a silk pajama, she exuded a captivating

the heater in my room is broken. Can I use

her advances, Waylen stood

the dead of night, he

and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity

nonchalant tone, he mocked, “How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates

overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him

he treated women with grace and politeness. She

to imply that she was nothing

Lips, Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr.

and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny company won’t survive

cutting remark, Waylen slammed

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