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

tinge of wistfulness washed

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

she made

Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on

that when it saw the Light of day again, it

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

gently

he pressed her against the safe and pressed his

on her shoulder, he

“A little,” she confessed.

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,

momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be happy

tender gesture, Waylen playfully

instead, he carried her gently to

expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in

instinctively

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

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

leaving behind a

breathed gently. She turned her head

through

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

Her words held true.

intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear

dim light, Waylen gazed at her for a

hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

exquisite lines of his nose and said in a seductive tone,

social engagement from that

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

did not extend her condolences for

Moore Group was

visited her twice, seeking her help for the Moore Group’s

by the complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t

her to the study

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

attention was fixed on the account book

years passed, her beauty had

of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed tone, “Rena, I reached out to

but when I attempted to seek her help, she even

to assist for the sake of the more than

those employees were once

dared not say more

collected Alexis and brought her

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

a prize that

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

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

was Left

that moment, Waylen walked over with

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but

handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to the accountant

after explaining to Waylen the reason for

disinclined to engage in any

be irked

feel the need to

in her arms and played with him for a

Waylen kept company with

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

smiled gently,

a sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was

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

then, Rena could not help

startled awake in the midst of a dream, lying alone on her

wrapped herself in her nightgown and approached the

further intensified by the ceaseless night

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

where Harold had a

a hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

evident in her voice, she asked, “Are you going

desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I

continued chatting for

ended

years younger, she might have longed for

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

had improved considerably in recent

that had eased the tension

down, Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had left an

make a fuss about it since Harold was no Longer

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

often involved weighing the advantages and

to stay in their comfort zone after considering all the

improper desires

about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service, he went

surprise, it was Ruth standing

business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at the

she exuded a captivating

Fowler, the heater in my room is broken. Can I

her advances, Waylen stood firm at

the dead of

black suit pants, he exuded the

charge, Miss Powell? If

she hadn’t

saw him, though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an A-List actress

seemed to imply that she was nothing

Lips, Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr.

“Really? Then wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this

cutting remark, Waylen slammed

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

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