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.

she murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira and

tinge of wistfulness

tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no

made her

disappear into the soft shadows

when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a man named Harold, at

closed the safe’s door, she sensed

evading his advance, she gently said, “I’m a

he pressed her against the safe and pressed

chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“A little,” she confessed.

after his betrayal. You Lost your memory 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

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

tender gesture, Waylen playfully

he carried her

expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy with

instinctively wrapped her arms around his

voice came out hoarse as she called out his

whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you still love

leaving behind a sense of

breathed gently. She turned her head to gaze at the hazy darkness

moonlight scattered through the

but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as

Her words held true.

intense as spirits, while

light, Waylen gazed at her for a prolonged

body against hers and

Rena evaded his touch.

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

social engagement

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was

not extend her condolences

Group was leaderless and

twice, seeking her help for the Moore Group’s

the complexity of the accounts,

invited her to the study on the

As they sat in the

attention was fixed on the

passed, her beauty had

verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her

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

to assist for the sake of the more than two thousand employees of the

were

say

Waylen collected Alexis and brought

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

had won a

up the adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward did

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

was Left momentarily

moment, Waylen walked over

he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with a

the account book. She closed it and handed

and departed, after explaining

Waylen smiled. In truth, he was disinclined to engage

to be irked

the need to explain

her arms and played with him

Waylen kept

comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist approaching

gently, signifying her

them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was busy with her

taken care of. It appeared that the once-violent quarrel

and then, Rena could not help recalling

alone on her bed

wrapped herself in her

further intensified by the ceaseless

After a few rings, he answered the

dream where Harold had a

Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

in her voice, she asked,

“Not yet. I want to

chatting

Rena ended

if she were a few years younger, she might

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

improved considerably in recent

death that had eased the tension between

that Harold’s demise had left an indelible

better than to make a fuss about it

adapted to their waning passion and doubts began

love often involved weighing the advantages

stay in their comfort zone

no improper

a soft knock resounded at the door.

it was Ruth

to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule

in a silk pajama, she

the heater in my room is broken.

advances, Waylen stood

in the dead of night, he remained

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

Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates are

she hadn’t expected him to be so

last time she saw him, though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current

that she

“Mr. Fowler, I would never

wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny company won’t survive

that cutting remark,

standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed

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