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.

against the sofa, she murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira

of wistfulness washed over

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

made

seated, Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear into the soft

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

safe’s door, she sensed

she gently said, “I’m a little weary

against the safe and pressed his lips against

resting his chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does his

“A little,” she confessed.

fingers, 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 truly don’t mind. As long

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

tender gesture, Waylen

but, instead, he carried her gently

expression of his dissatisfaction, he

consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around his

hoarse as she called out his name,

murmur, he whispered into her

subsided, leaving behind a sense of cooled

gently. She turned her head to gaze

scattered through the

Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint

Her words held true.

spirits, while others flowed gently

Waylen gazed

his body against hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t

social engagement

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was

extend

Group was leaderless and

her twice, seeking her help for the Moore

of the accounts, Addie

invited her to the

that Rena would be willing to help her. As

fixed on the account book before

years passed, her beauty

on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the

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

to assist for the sake of the more than two

employees were

not say

collected Alexis

her mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize

the only child that had won a prize

kiss on her cheek, asking, “What

chest proudly, Alexis replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher

Left

Waylen walked over

surprised but he greeted

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

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

was disinclined to engage

would be improper to be irked by

feel the need to

Marcus in her arms and

Waylen kept company

Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly, “Rena, have

smiled gently, signifying her

assumed the leadership of the Exceed

children were also well taken care of. It appeared that

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 business trip

in her nightgown and approached the

was further intensified

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

where Harold had a tragic traffic

inquired, “Do you want

She declined his offer.

evident in her

Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as

continued chatting for

ended the call

few years younger, she might have longed for

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

had improved

that had eased the tension between

that Harold’s demise had left an indelible mark in

about it since Harold

doubts began to creep in.

involved weighing the advantages and

stay in their comfort zone after considering

improper

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

surprise, it

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

a silk pajama, she exuded a captivating

Fowler, the heater in my room is broken. Can I

advances, Waylen stood

the dead of night, he

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

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to be so

treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as

that she was nothing more

trembling Lips, Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr.

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

cutting remark,

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

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