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.

with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your

wistfulness

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

she made

disappear into the soft shadows on the

Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a

the safe’s door, she

gently said,

her against the safe and pressed his lips

her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“A little,” she confessed.

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

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

gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on her

didn’t protest but, instead, he carried

dissatisfaction, he engaged in

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her

voice came out hoarse as she called out his

soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena,

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a

her head to gaze at the hazy

moonlight scattered through

his untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm,

Her words held true.

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

Waylen gazed at her

hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t you tell me about

the social

Rena’s body and kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

extend her condolences for

Harold’s death, the Moore Group was leaderless

had visited her twice, seeking her help for the

of the accounts,

to the study

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

on

years passed, her beauty had only grown more

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

Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to seek

Rena replied with composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of the more than two thousand employees

were once her father’s

dared not say more

collected Alexis and brought

her mother’s arms, triumphant over

the only child that had won a prize that day, and

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

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

Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen

surprised but he greeted her with a reserved

book. She closed it and handed it to Addie, saying,

thanked her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason for her

to engage in any disputes due to

to be irked by things related

feel the need to

cradled Marcus in her arms and played

kept company

couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering

smiled gently, signifying her

assumed the leadership of the Exceed

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

now and then, Rena could not help recalling

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

her nightgown and

desolate autumn was further intensified by the

a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena, did you

dream where

tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to come

She declined his offer.

with weariness evident in her voice,

Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation

chatting for

ended the call

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 at it

relationship had improved considerably in

that had

had

to make a fuss about it

began to

often involved weighing the

comfort zone after considering all

no improper desires for

his phone, he was about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded at the

his surprise, it was Ruth

to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at the same

she exuded a captivating sexual

Fowler, the heater in my room is broken.

Waylen stood firm at the

in the dead of night, he remained

white shirt and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity of a

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

hadn’t expected him

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

to imply that she was nothing more than

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

disdain, “Really? Then wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore,

cutting remark, Waylen slammed

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

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