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. I

wistfulness washed

opening, Rena gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold

made her

watched her retreating figure disappear

when it saw the Light of day again, it

the safe’s door, she

gently said,

silence, he pressed her against the safe

shoulder,

“A little,” she confessed.

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 is a

overwhelmed her, leaving her momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be happy

tender gesture, Waylen

instead, he carried her gently

of his dissatisfaction,

Rena instinctively wrapped her

hoarse as she called

whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you still

sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense of cooled

gently. She turned her head to gaze at

through the

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

Her words held true.

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

light, Waylen gazed at her for

body against hers and murmured, “Rena,

Rena evaded his touch.

of his nose and

recalled the social engagement from that

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was

not extend

Group was leaderless and it declined

her twice, seeking her help for the

of the

the

As they sat in the study, savoring scented tea, Addie stared

fixed on the account book before

years passed, her beauty had only grown more

brother had left no heir for the

funeral, but when I attempted to seek

composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake

were once her father’s

dared not say more on

Waylen collected Alexis and brought

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

had won a prize that day,

the adorable girl and planted a kiss on her

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

was Left momentarily

moment, Waylen

surprised but he greeted

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

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

to engage in any disputes due

irked by

didn’t feel the need to explain

and played

kept company with

ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering

gently,

assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was

of. It appeared that

and then, Rena could not help recalling

was startled awake in the midst of a dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away on a

herself in her nightgown and approached

was further intensified

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

dream where Harold had

Waylen inquired, “Do

She declined his offer.

and with weariness evident in her voice, she asked,

the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet.

chatting

ended the call

a few years younger, she might have longed for him

hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo

improved considerably in

it was Harold’s tragic death that had

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

better than to make a fuss about

passion and doubts began to creep in. How much

love often involved weighing

to stay in their comfort zone after considering all

Waylen had no improper desires for other

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

his surprise, it

trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at

a silk pajama, she exuded

is broken.

Waylen stood firm at the

in the dead of night, he

black suit pants, he

If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates are single and in

hadn’t

him, though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current

seemed to imply that she was nothing more than a

explain, “Mr.

on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets

remark,

a chill running

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