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.

I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid

wistfulness washed

Rena gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold

she made her way

watched her retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on

the necklace in a safe, knowing that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a

the safe’s door,

gently said, “I’m a little

silence, he pressed her against the safe and pressed

his chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“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

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

gesture, Waylen

he carried her

dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around

voice came out hoarse as she called out his name, “Waylen…

murmur, he whispered into

subsided, leaving behind a

gently. She turned her head to gaze

moonlight scattered through the

body was warm,

Her words held true.

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

Waylen gazed at her for

hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t Lie to

Rena evaded his touch.

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

the social engagement

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was

extend her

the Moore Group was

her help for the Moore

the

the study on the

that Rena would be willing to help her. As they sat in

attention was fixed on the

beauty had only

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

funeral, but when I attempted to

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

those employees were once

not say

collected Alexis and brought her

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

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

kiss on her cheek, asking, “What

named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing

Left momentarily

Waylen

mildly surprised but he greeted her with a

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

thanked her and departed, after

was disinclined to engage

irked by things related to

feel the need

Marcus in her arms and played

kept company

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

smiled gently, signifying

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

were also well taken care of. It

every now and then, Rena

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

wrapped herself in her nightgown and approached the

was further intensified by the

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

recounting the dream where Harold had a tragic traffic

“Do you want me to come

She declined his offer.

followed and with weariness evident in her voice, she asked,

Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet.

continued chatting for a

Rena ended

she were a few years younger, she might have longed

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

improved

Harold’s tragic death that had eased the tension between

Harold’s demise had left an indelible mark in Rena’s

make a fuss about it

to their waning passion and doubts began to creep in. How much did Rena Love

often involved weighing

choose to stay in their comfort zone

had no improper desires for

knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service, he went to

it

trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at

she exuded a captivating

my room is broken. Can

advances, Waylen stood firm at the

the dead of night, he

suit pants, he exuded the masculinity of a mature

Miss Powell? If you

overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t

treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an A-List actress would

his words seemed to imply that she

“Mr. Fowler, I would never

middle of

remark, Waylen

herself standing there, a

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