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.

I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid

tinge of wistfulness washed over

eyes slowly opening, Rena gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more.

made her way

retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on

the necklace in a safe, knowing that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a man named Harold,

door, she sensed Waylen’s presence

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

the safe

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

“A little,” she confessed.

me. I believed that you should be mine, and you should regain your

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

Waylen playfully nibbled

instead, he carried her gently to the

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged

instinctively wrapped her

voice came out hoarse as she called

captivated her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you still

sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense

Rena breathed gently. She turned her head to gaze

through the autumn

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

Her words held true.

forms, some as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like

the dim light, Waylen gazed

hers and

Rena evaded his touch.

lines of his nose and said

the social engagement from

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

not extend her condolences for

Group was

her help for the

the

invited her to the study on the second

that Rena would be willing to help her. As

attention was fixed on the

years passed, her beauty had only grown

left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed

but when I attempted to seek

replied with composure, “I am willing to assist for

were once her father’s

dared not say more

Alexis

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

had won a prize that day, and even Leonel had

the adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking,

Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for

was Left momentarily

Waylen walked over

spotting Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her

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

after explaining to

disinclined to engage in any

be improper to be irked

didn’t feel the need to

arms and

kept company with

and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly,

gently, signifying her

Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena

well taken care of. It appeared

then, Rena could

lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away on a business trip

wrapped herself in her nightgown and approached the

autumn was further intensified by the ceaseless

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

recounting the dream where Harold had a

inquired, “Do

She declined his offer.

weariness evident in her

replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as possible and return

chatting for

ended the

if she were a few years younger, she might have longed for him to come back

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

had improved considerably in

it was Harold’s tragic death that had eased the tension between

had left an indelible

a fuss about it since Harold was no

waning passion and doubts began to creep in. How much did Rena

often involved weighing the advantages

in their comfort zone after considering all

had no improper

to resume his work when a soft knock resounded

his surprise, it was Ruth

she had deliberately adjusted

in a silk pajama, she exuded a

is broken. Can I use

her advances, Waylen stood firm

dead of

black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity

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

she hadn’t expected him to be

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

to imply that

Lips, Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr.

on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny company won’t survive

delivering that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the

night, Ruth found herself standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by the encounter

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