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.

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

tinge of wistfulness

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

made her way

disappear into the soft

that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories

door, she sensed Waylen’s

she gently said, “I’m

he pressed her against the safe and pressed his lips against

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

“A little,” she confessed.

each other after his betrayal. You Lost your memory because of me. I believed that you should

momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be happy to see

Waylen playfully nibbled

didn’t protest but, instead, he carried

dissatisfaction, he engaged in

her, Rena instinctively wrapped her

voice came out hoarse as she called out

he whispered

sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense

Rena breathed gently. She turned her head to gaze

through

body was warm, which

Her words held true.

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

light, Waylen gazed at

his body against hers and murmured, “Rena,

Rena evaded his touch.

her slender fingers, she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said in a seductive

the social engagement from

that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

did not extend

Moore Group was leaderless and

had visited her twice, seeking her help for the

of the accounts,

her to the

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

undivided attention was fixed on the account book before

her beauty had only grown

verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a

I attempted to

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

employees were once

not say more on

Waylen collected Alexis

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

child that had won a prize that day, and

and planted a kiss on her cheek,

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

Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen walked

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

the verification of the account book. She closed it and handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to

her and departed, after

truth, he was disinclined to

would be improper to be irked by things

didn’t feel the need

and played with him for

Waylen kept company

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

gently,

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

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

then, Rena could

a dream, lying alone on

in her nightgown and

desolate autumn was further intensified by the ceaseless night

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

dream where

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

She declined his offer.

followed and with weariness evident in her

“Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as

chatting for

Rena ended the

a few years younger, she

after hanging up, Waylen picked up

improved considerably in

Harold’s tragic death that had eased the tension between

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

make a fuss about

their waning passion and doubts began to creep in.

weighing the advantages

stay in their comfort zone after considering all

improper

when a soft knock resounded

surprise, it was Ruth

business trip to Hondrau, she had

silk pajama, she

in my room is broken.

her advances, Waylen

in the dead of night, he remained

pants, he

charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind,

overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to be

time she 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 would gain

that she was nothing more

“Mr. Fowler, I would never sell my

asked with disdain, “Really? Then wrap yourself up 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 for much

delivering that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the

herself standing there, a chill running down her spine,

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