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

wistfulness washed over

the distance, her words tinged with

she made

her retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on

knowing that when it saw the Light of day again,

closed the safe’s door,

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

against the safe and pressed

shoulder, he murmured, “Does his passing sadden

“A little,” she confessed.

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

that case, I would be happy to

Waylen playfully

he carried her

a wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he

instinctively wrapped her arms around his

out hoarse as she

murmur, he whispered into her

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense of cooled

breathed gently. She turned her

moonlight scattered through the

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

Her words held true.

on various forms, some as intense as spirits, while others flowed

the dim light, Waylen gazed at her for

pressed his body against hers and

Rena evaded his touch.

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

the social engagement

chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was

did not extend her condolences

Group was leaderless and it

her twice, seeking her

the accounts, Addie didn’t fully

her to the study on the

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

fixed on the account

her beauty had only

had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to

I attempted to seek her help,

willing to assist for the sake

employees were

say more on the

Alexis and brought

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

the only child that had won a prize that day,

picked up the adorable girl and planted a kiss on

chest proudly, Alexis replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene

was Left

Waylen walked

but

it and handed it to Addie, saying,

Addie thanked her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the

Waylen smiled. In truth, he was disinclined to engage in any disputes

would be improper to be irked by things related

the need

her arms and played

Waylen kept company with

comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist

gently, signifying her

a sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group,

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

every now and then, Rena could not

midst of a dream, lying alone on her

wrapped herself in her nightgown and approached

further intensified by

Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena,

where Harold

inquired, “Do you

She declined his offer.

in her voice, she asked, “Are you going

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

continued chatting for a

ended the call

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

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

relationship had improved considerably in recent

death that had

had left an indelible mark in Rena’s

a fuss about it since Harold was

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

often involved weighing the advantages and

choose to stay in their comfort zone after considering

Waylen had no improper desires

he was about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was

it was

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

silk pajama, she exuded a captivating sexual

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

advances, Waylen stood firm at

dead of night,

white shirt and black suit pants, he exuded the

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

overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to be so

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

his words seemed to imply that she was nothing more

“Mr. Fowler, I would never sell my

yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the

cutting remark, Waylen

found herself standing there, a chill running down her spine,

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