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.

understand your feelings.

of wistfulness washed over

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

made her

disappear into the soft shadows on

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

safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s presence

his advance, she gently said, “I’m a

her against the safe and pressed his lips against

his chin on her shoulder, he

“A little,” she confessed.

know each other after his betrayal. You Lost your memory because of me. I believed that you should be mine, and you should regain

speechless “In that case, I would be happy to see you with her,”

Waylen playfully nibbled on her

protest but, instead, he carried

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in

Rena instinctively wrapped her

hoarse as she called out

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

subsided, leaving behind a sense of cooled

breathed gently. She turned her head to

scattered through the

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

Her words held true.

took on various forms, some as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear

dim light, Waylen gazed at her for

his body against hers and murmured, “Rena,

Rena evaded his touch.

the exquisite lines of his nose and

the social engagement from that

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

extend her condolences for

the Moore Group was leaderless and

twice, seeking her

the accounts, Addie didn’t fully

her to the study on the

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

attention was fixed on the account book before

the years passed, her beauty had

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

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

am willing to assist for the

those employees were once her

say more on

Waylen collected Alexis

threw herself into her mother’s arms, triumphant

a prize that day, and even Leonel had

planted a kiss on her

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

Left momentarily

moment, Waylen walked over with

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with

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

and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason for her

smiled. In truth, he was disinclined to

to be irked by things related to the

didn’t feel the

her arms and played with him for a

Waylen kept company with

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

smiled gently, signifying her

assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was busy with

of. It appeared that the once-violent quarrel between

and then, Rena could not

the midst of a dream, lying alone on

in her nightgown and

intensified by the ceaseless night

few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena, did you have a

the dream where Harold had a

hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want

She declined his offer.

evident in her voice, she asked, “Are you going

replied hoarsely, “Not yet.

chatting

Rena ended the call

she

the other end of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena and gazed at it quietly for

had improved considerably

was Harold’s tragic death that had eased the tension

demise had left an indelible mark in Rena’s

about it since Harold was no Longer among the

he adapted to their waning passion and doubts began to creep in. How much did Rena Love

often involved weighing the

comfort zone after

improper desires

knock resounded at the

surprise, it

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

silk pajama, she exuded

room is broken. Can I

advances, Waylen stood firm

dead of night, he remained

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

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

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him

and politeness. She had hoped

his words seemed to imply that

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

doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny

remark, Waylen slammed

a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by

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