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 and rescue

tinge of wistfulness

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

she made her way

disappear into the soft shadows on the second

the necklace in a safe, knowing that when it saw the Light of

closed the safe’s door, she sensed

gently said, “I’m a little weary

against the safe and pressed

his chin on her shoulder, he

“A little,” she confessed.

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 would be happy

tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled

he

expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy with

instinctively

hoarse as she called

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

and sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense

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

through the autumn

was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her

Her words held true.

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

light, Waylen gazed at her for a

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

Rena evaded his touch.

nose and said in a seductive tone,

the social engagement from

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a mundane

extend

Moore Group was leaderless

her help for

complexity of the

to the study on

willing to help her. As they sat in the study, savoring scented

fixed on the account book

passed, her beauty had only grown more

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

funeral, but when I attempted to seek her help, she even

“I am willing to assist for the sake of

those employees were once her

not say

Waylen collected Alexis

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

had won a prize

kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward did

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

was Left momentarily

moment, Waylen walked

but he

of the account book. She closed it and handed it to

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

truth, he was disinclined to engage in any

be improper to be irked

the need

arms and played with him for

Waylen kept

warm and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena,

gently,

days, 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 them had

now and then, Rena could not

alone on her bed while Waylen was away on a business

her nightgown

further intensified by the ceaseless

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

nodded, recounting the dream where Harold

Waylen inquired, “Do

She declined his offer.

silence followed and with weariness evident in her voice, she

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

chatting for a

ended

few years younger, she might have longed for him to come back and

Waylen picked up a photo of Rena

improved

death that had

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

knew better than to make a fuss about it since Harold was

passion and doubts began to creep in. How much did Rena

love often involved weighing

stay in their comfort zone after considering all

improper desires

work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service, he

surprise, it was Ruth standing

learning that Waylen was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted

she exuded a

room is broken. Can I use

Waylen stood firm

in the dead of night, he

suit pants, he

Miss Powell? If

hadn’t expected him to be so

grace and politeness. She had

imply that she

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

doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed

there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed

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