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.

“Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid

tinge of wistfulness washed

tinged with detachment. “Harold is no

made her

watched her retreating figure disappear

saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories

she closed the safe’s door,

his advance, she gently

he pressed her against the safe and

shoulder, he murmured,

“A little,” she confessed.

a slight turn of her head, Rena caressed 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

that case, I would be happy to see you with her,” she

gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on

protest but, instead, he carried her gently

expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around

she

he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do

and sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense

breathed gently. She turned her head to gaze at

scattered through the autumn

untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as she

Her words held true.

on various forms, some as intense as spirits, while

Waylen gazed at her

his body against hers

Rena evaded his touch.

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

social engagement

paid more attention than I did. Rena, I

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was

did not extend

Harold’s death, the Moore Group was leaderless

visited her twice, seeking her help for the Moore

the complexity of the accounts,

to the study on the

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

attention was fixed on the account book before

the years passed, her beauty had only grown

felt a surge of emotion welling up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed tone, “Rena, I reached out to

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

for the sake of the more than two

employees were

say

Waylen collected Alexis and brought

her mother’s arms, triumphant

the only child that had won a prize that day,

picked up the adorable girl and planted a kiss

Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me

Left

that moment, Waylen walked

surprised but he greeted

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

departed, after explaining to Waylen the

he was disinclined to engage in any disputes due

to be irked by things related to

the need to explain

her arms and played with him for

kept company

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

gently, signifying

Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena

also well taken care of. It appeared that the once-violent quarrel between them

every now and then, Rena

of a dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen was

in her nightgown and approached

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,

dream where Harold had a tragic traffic

Waylen inquired, “Do

She declined his offer.

silence followed and with weariness evident in her voice,

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

continued chatting for a

ended

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

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

had improved considerably

tragic death that

that Harold’s demise had left an indelible mark in

fuss about it since Harold was no

passion and doubts began to

often involved weighing the advantages and

stay in their comfort zone after considering all the

no improper desires for other

his work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service,

it was

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

in a silk pajama, she exuded a captivating

is broken. Can

her advances, Waylen stood firm at the

the dead of

and black suit pants, he exuded the

mocked, “How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my

hadn’t expected him to be

and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an A-List actress would gain

imply that she was

explain, “Mr.

in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny

cutting remark, Waylen

dead of night, Ruth found herself standing there, a

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