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.

with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira and

tinge of wistfulness

Rena gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no need for you to be

made her

retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows

saw the Light of

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

she gently said,

against the safe and pressed his lips

shoulder, he murmured,

“A little,” she confessed.

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

that case, I would be happy to see you with

gesture, Waylen playfully

but, instead, he carried her gently to

dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around

she

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

sweat subsided, leaving behind a

flat, Rena breathed gently. She turned her head to gaze

scattered through the autumn

mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as

Her words held true.

on various forms, some as intense as spirits, while

Waylen gazed at her

his body against hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

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

recalled the social

her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

not extend

death, the Moore Group was leaderless and it declined

her twice, seeking her

by the complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t fully comprehend

her to the study on

be willing to help her. As they sat

attention was fixed on the account book

the years passed, her beauty had only grown more

at her, Addie felt a surge of emotion welling up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her

attempted to seek her help,

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

of those employees were once her

not say more on

Waylen collected Alexis and brought her

into her mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize

won a

kiss on her cheek, asking,

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

was Left momentarily

Waylen walked over

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with a

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

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

In truth, he was disinclined to engage

would be improper to be irked by things related to the

feel the need to explain

and played with him

kept company with

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

smiled gently, signifying

sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed

It appeared

every now and then, Rena could not help recalling

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

her nightgown and approached the

was further intensified by the

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

recounting the dream where Harold had a

tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to come

She declined his offer.

followed and with weariness evident in

documents on the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as possible and return

continued chatting

Rena ended

help but think if she were a few years younger, she

line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena

improved considerably in

Harold’s tragic death that had eased

that Harold’s demise had left an indelible mark

a fuss about it since Harold was no

and doubts began to creep in.

love often involved weighing the

their comfort zone after

no improper desires for

work when a soft knock

it was Ruth standing

Waylen was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule

a silk pajama, she

room is broken. Can I use

Waylen stood firm

the dead of

in a white shirt and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity of

mocked, “How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind,

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to be so

saw him, though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and

his words seemed to imply that

“Mr. Fowler, I

men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of

remark,

there, a chill running down her

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