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.

with closed eyes, “Now, I understand

tinge of wistfulness washed

Rena 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

her retreating figure disappear

Light

the safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s

she gently

silence, he pressed her against the safe and pressed his lips against

chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“A little,” she confessed.

memory because of me. I believed that you should be mine,

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

a tender gesture, Waylen

he carried her gently to the

his dissatisfaction, he engaged

Rena instinctively wrapped

out hoarse as she

whispered into her ear, “Rena, do

subsided, leaving

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

through the autumn

her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile

Her words held true.

some as intense as spirits, while others

dim light, Waylen gazed at her for a

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

Rena evaded his touch.

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

recalled the social engagement from that

body and kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was

extend her condolences for

Harold’s death, the Moore Group was leaderless

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

by the complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t

invited her to the study on

expect that Rena would be willing to help her. As they sat in the study, savoring scented tea, Addie stared

on the account

her beauty had

had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed tone, “Rena, I reached

inconsolably at Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to seek her help, she even refused

matter, Rena replied with composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of the more

employees were

not say more on the

Waylen collected Alexis and

threw herself into her mother’s arms,

won a prize

girl and planted a kiss

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

Left momentarily

Waylen walked

seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with a reserved

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

gratitude, Addie thanked her and departed, after explaining to Waylen

Waylen smiled. In truth, he was disinclined to

would be improper to be irked by

feel the need

cradled Marcus in her arms and played

kept

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

gently, signifying

sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was

were also well taken care of. It appeared that

and then, Rena could not

in the midst of a dream, lying alone on her bed

in her nightgown and

desolate autumn was further intensified by the ceaseless

a slight chill, Rena dialed Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena, did

where Harold had a tragic

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 you

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

chatting

Rena ended the

younger, she might

up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena and gazed at

relationship had improved considerably

it was Harold’s tragic death that had eased

demise had left an indelible mark in

about it since Harold was

waning passion and doubts began to creep in. How much

love often involved weighing the advantages

in their comfort zone after considering all

no improper desires

his phone, he was about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service, he went to open

surprise, it was Ruth

she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay

in a silk pajama, she exuded

my room is broken. Can I use yours?”

advances, Waylen stood firm at the

dead of night,

white shirt and black suit pants, he

charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates

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

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

imply that

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

asked with disdain, “Really? Then wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the

remark, Waylen slammed the door

herself standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by the

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