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.

sofa, she murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why

tinge of wistfulness washed

distance, her words tinged with

made her

retreating figure disappear into the

a safe, knowing that when it saw the Light of

closed the safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s

she gently said, “I’m a

he pressed her against the safe and pressed his lips against

chin on her shoulder,

“A little,” she confessed.

his handsome face with her 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

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

a tender gesture, Waylen playfully

but, instead, he carried her gently

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in

Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around

she called out his name,

captivated her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into

leaving

She turned her head to gaze at the hazy darkness

scattered through the autumn

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

Her words held true.

forms, some as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear tea or spring

the dim light, Waylen gazed at

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

Rena evaded his touch.

lines of his nose and said

social engagement

night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did.

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a mundane

not extend

Moore Group was leaderless and

seeking her help for the Moore

the accounts, Addie didn’t fully comprehend

her to the

that Rena would be willing to help her. As they sat in the study, savoring

undivided attention was fixed on

years passed, her beauty

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

at Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted

am willing to assist for the sake of

those employees were once her

not say more

collected Alexis and brought her

her return, Alexis joyfully threw herself into her mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize she had

only child that had won a prize

adorable girl and planted a kiss on

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

Left

Waylen walked over

mildly surprised but he greeted her with a

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

after explaining to Waylen the reason for

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

be irked by

feel the need to

Marcus in her arms and

Waylen kept company

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

gently,

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

two children were also well taken care of. It

every now and then, Rena

awake in the midst of a dream, lying alone

in her nightgown

intensified

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

the dream where

inquired, “Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

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

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

continued chatting for a

Rena ended the call

help but think if she were a few years younger, she might have

end of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of

had improved considerably

that had

that Harold’s demise had left an

fuss about it since Harold was no Longer

doubts began to creep in. How much did

weighing the

to stay in their comfort

had no improper desires for

resume his work when a soft knock

his surprise, it

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

she exuded a captivating sexual

heater in my room is broken. Can I use yours?” she

by her advances, Waylen stood firm

in the dead of night, he remained

black suit pants, he exuded

a nonchalant tone, he mocked, “How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many

overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to

she saw him, though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an A-List actress

imply that she was

to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would never sell my

with 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 out, your tiny company

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed

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

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