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.

eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira and rescue

of wistfulness washed

distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no need for you to be

made her way

watched her retreating figure disappear into

it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of

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

she gently said,

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

her shoulder, he

“A little,” she confessed.

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

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

tender gesture, Waylen playfully

but, instead, he carried her gently to the

a wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around

she

her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into her

sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense of

her head to gaze at

scattered through the autumn

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

Her words held true.

various forms, some as intense as spirits,

dim light, Waylen gazed at

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

Rena evaded his touch.

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

recalled the social engagement from that

and kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear, I won’t have

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a mundane

extend

Moore Group was leaderless and it declined

visited her twice, seeking her help for

complexity of the accounts, Addie

to the study

expect that Rena would be willing to help her. As

on the

passed, her beauty had only grown more

at her, Addie felt a surge of emotion welling up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the

funeral, but when I attempted

with composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of the more than

employees were

dared not say more

Waylen collected Alexis and

joyfully threw herself into her mother’s arms, triumphant over

a prize that day, and even Leonel

the adorable girl and planted a kiss on

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

Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen

seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with a reserved

She closed it and handed it

departed, after explaining

to engage in any disputes

would be improper to be irked

the need to

Marcus in her arms and

kept company with

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

smiled gently,

enveloped them. Waylen assumed the

care of. It appeared that the once-violent quarrel between them had

Rena could not

midst of a dream, 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

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

dream where Harold had a tragic

Waylen inquired, “Do you want me

She declined his offer.

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

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

chatting

Rena ended the call

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

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

improved

Harold’s tragic death that had eased the

Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had

to make a fuss about it since Harold was no

he adapted to their waning passion and doubts began to creep in. How

often involved weighing

to stay in their comfort zone after considering all the

no improper desires

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

it was Ruth standing

had deliberately adjusted her

in a silk pajama, she exuded

heater in my room is broken.

by her advances, Waylen stood

of night, he

and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity of a

much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of

Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to be

with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as

that she was nothing more than

Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler,

middle

delivering that cutting remark,

herself standing there, a chill running

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