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

tinge of wistfulness

tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more.

she made

figure disappear into the soft shadows

necklace in a safe, knowing that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a man named Harold, at

she closed the safe’s door,

advance, she gently said, “I’m a little weary

her against the safe and pressed his lips

her shoulder, he murmured, “Does his passing

“A little,” she confessed.

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 as she

case, I would be happy to

tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on her

protest but, instead, he carried her

expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around his

hoarse as she called out his

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

leaving behind a sense

her head to gaze at the hazy

moonlight scattered through

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.

as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear

the dim light, Waylen gazed at

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

Rena evaded his touch.

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

social engagement

her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did.

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

not extend her condolences

Moore Group was leaderless and it

had visited her twice, seeking her help for the

the accounts, Addie didn’t

invited her to the study

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

fixed on the account book before

her beauty had only grown

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

attempted to seek her help, she even

the matter, Rena replied with composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of the more than two thousand employees of the

employees were once her father’s

not say more

Alexis and brought

mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize she

had won a prize

planted a kiss

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

Left momentarily

Waylen walked over with

spotting Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her

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

Addie thanked her and departed, after

he was disinclined to engage in

improper to be irked by things related to the

didn’t feel the need to explain

arms and played with him

Waylen kept company

a warm and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist

smiled gently, signifying

them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was busy with her film

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

Rena

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

her nightgown and approached the

further intensified

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

dream where Harold

inquired, “Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

evident in her voice, she asked, “Are

of documents on the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the

continued chatting

Rena ended the call

few years younger, she might

other end of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a

had improved considerably in

that had eased the

Harold’s demise had

a fuss about it since Harold was no Longer among the

passion and doubts began

involved weighing the

stay in their comfort

Waylen had no improper desires for other

work when a soft knock resounded

surprise, it

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

she exuded a

is

by her advances, Waylen stood firm at

dead of night,

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

much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates are single and in need

she hadn’t expected him to be so

though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had

seemed to imply that

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

don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night!

delivering that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the door

the dead of night, Ruth found herself standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed

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