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 why you continuously aid Elvira and rescue

wistfulness washed over

her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no need for you to

she made her way

watched her retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on the

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

door, she sensed Waylen’s

gently said, “I’m a

he pressed her against the safe and pressed his

on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does his passing

“A little,” she confessed.

each other after his betrayal. You Lost your memory because of me. I believed that you should be

speechless “In that case, I would be happy

tender gesture, Waylen

he carried her

of his dissatisfaction, he

Rena instinctively

came out hoarse as she

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

and sweat subsided, leaving behind a

turned her head to gaze

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

Her words held true.

as intense as spirits, while others

gazed at her

tenderly pressed his body against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t

Rena evaded his touch.

she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t you tell me about the

social engagement

her. “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

extend

Group

visited her twice, seeking her help for the Moore Group’s

the complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t fully

her to the

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

was fixed on the account book

beauty had

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

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

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

were once

dared not say more on

Alexis and brought

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

the only child that had won a prize that day, and even Leonel had praised

and planted a kiss on her

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

was Left

moment, Waylen walked over with

seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with

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

thanked her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason

smiled. In truth, he was disinclined to

improper to be irked by things related to the

feel the need

Marcus in her arms and played with him for

kept company

a warm and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist

smiled gently, signifying

Waylen assumed the leadership of the

of. It appeared that

Rena

alone

herself in her nightgown

intensified by

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

dream where Harold had a tragic traffic

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

She declined his offer.

prolonged silence followed and with weariness evident in her voice, she asked, “Are

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

continued chatting

Rena ended the call

a few years younger, she might have longed for him to

after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena and gazed at it quietly for a long

had improved considerably

Harold’s tragic death that had eased the tension

understood that Harold’s demise had left an indelible

than to make a fuss about it since Harold was no Longer among

and doubts began to creep in. How much did

often involved weighing the advantages

their comfort zone after considering all

had no improper desires

about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming

it was Ruth

trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule

she exuded a captivating

heater in my room is

advances, Waylen stood firm at

of

and black suit pants,

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

overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to

time she saw him, though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that

that she was nothing more than a

trembling Lips, Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr.

disdain, “Really? Then wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets

remark, Waylen slammed the door

there, a chill running

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