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.

“Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend

of wistfulness washed

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

she made her way

disappear into the soft shadows on

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

she closed the safe’s door, she sensed

his advance, she gently said, “I’m

her against the safe and pressed his lips

resting his chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“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 don’t mind. As long

case, I would

Waylen playfully

protest but, instead, he

a wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively

as she called out

completely captivated her. In a soft murmur, he whispered

subsided, leaving behind

her head to gaze at the hazy

moonlight scattered through the

of Harold and his untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as she replied, “Yes, I

Her words held true.

on various forms, some as intense as spirits, while others flowed

dim light, Waylen gazed at her

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

Rena evaded his touch.

and said in a seductive

social engagement from

“On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear, I won’t

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a mundane

not extend her

the Moore Group

visited her twice, seeking her help for the

of the accounts, Addie didn’t fully comprehend

to the study on the

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

undivided attention was fixed on the

beauty had

had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting

wept inconsolably at Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to seek

“I am willing to assist for the sake of

those employees were once

not say more on the

collected Alexis and brought

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

won a prize that day, and even Leonel had praised

up the adorable girl and planted a kiss

named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing

was Left

Waylen walked

surprised but he greeted her with

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

departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason

truth, he was disinclined to engage in any

to be irked by things related to

the

in her arms and played with him for a

Waylen kept company

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

gently, signifying her

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

two children were also well taken care of. It appeared that the once-violent

then, Rena

the midst of a dream, lying alone on

her nightgown and

further intensified by the ceaseless

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

where Harold had

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

She declined his offer.

weariness evident in

yet. I

continued chatting

Rena ended the call

think if she were a few years younger, she

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

improved considerably in

it was Harold’s tragic death that had eased the tension between

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

better than to make a fuss about it since Harold

adapted to their waning passion and doubts began

weighing the advantages

stay in their comfort zone after considering all

no improper desires for other

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

surprise, it was Ruth standing

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

a silk pajama, she exuded

in my room is broken. Can I

by her advances, Waylen

of night, he

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

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

Ruth; she hadn’t

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

to imply that she was

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

and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of

cutting remark,

night, Ruth found herself standing there, a

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