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. I

wistfulness

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

she made her

seated, Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear into

the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a man named

door, she

his advance, she gently said, “I’m a little

her against the safe and

shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“A little,” she confessed.

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.

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

a tender gesture, Waylen playfully

didn’t protest but, instead, he

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he

Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around

out hoarse as she called out his name,

In a soft murmur, he whispered into

and sweat subsided, leaving behind

Rena breathed gently. She turned her head to gaze

moonlight scattered through

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

Her words held true.

forms, some as intense as spirits,

Waylen gazed at her for a prolonged

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

Rena evaded his touch.

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

the social engagement from that

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

extend her condolences for

Group was leaderless and it declined

had visited her twice, seeking her help

by the complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t fully comprehend

to the study on the second

didn’t expect that Rena would be willing to help her. As they sat in the study, savoring scented tea, Addie

on

beauty had

tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to

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

assist for the sake of the more than two thousand employees of

those employees were once her

dared not say more

Waylen collected Alexis and brought

herself into her mother’s

had won a prize that day, and

up the adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward did you

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

Left momentarily

Waylen walked over

spotting Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with

and handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to the accountant and have

and departed, after explaining to Waylen the

smiled. In truth, he was disinclined to engage in any disputes due to

irked by things related to the

the need to explain

and played with him for

kept company

couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly,

smiled gently,

Waylen assumed the leadership of the

two children were also well taken care of. It appeared that the

Rena could not

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

her nightgown and approached

desolate autumn was further intensified by the

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

dream where

“Do you want me to come

She declined his offer.

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

the stack of documents on the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I

chatting for a

Rena ended the call

years younger, she might have longed for him to come

up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena

had improved considerably

tragic death that had eased the tension between

demise had left

fuss about

began to creep in. How

involved weighing the

to stay in their comfort

no improper desires

knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service, he went to

it was Ruth standing

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

she exuded a captivating sexual

heater in my room is broken.

Waylen

dead of night,

suit pants, he exuded the

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

hadn’t

appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and

imply that she was

“Mr. Fowler, I

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

that cutting remark,

standing there, a chill running down her spine,

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