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 feelings. I comprehend

tinge of wistfulness washed

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

she made her

disappear

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

she closed the safe’s door, she sensed

advance, she gently said,

her against the safe and pressed his lips

chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does his

“A little,” she confessed.

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 your memory and come back to me. But now, what matters most to me is your happiness. If you find someone you love, I truly don’t mind. As long as

case, I would be

tender gesture, Waylen

but, instead, he carried her gently

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around his

hoarse as she called out his name, “Waylen…

soft murmur, he whispered into her

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a

gently. She turned her head to gaze at the

scattered through the

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

Her words held true.

intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear tea or

Waylen gazed at

against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t

Rena evaded his touch.

she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said in a seductive

recalled the social engagement from

Rena’s body 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

not extend

the Moore Group was leaderless

her help for the

complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t

her to the study

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

undivided attention was fixed on the account

beauty had only grown

Addie felt a surge of 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

inconsolably at Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted

for the sake of the more than two

were once her father’s

not say more

collected Alexis and brought her

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

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

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

was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher

was Left momentarily

Waylen walked

spotting Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted

closed it and handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to the accountant

her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason for

disinclined to engage in any disputes due to Harold’s

would be improper to be irked

the need

cradled Marcus in her arms and played

Waylen kept company with

a warm and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist

gently, signifying her

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

It appeared that the once-violent quarrel

Rena could

of a dream, lying alone on her bed while

her nightgown

desolate autumn was further intensified by the ceaseless night

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

dream where Harold had a tragic traffic

Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to come

She declined his offer.

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

yet. I want to

chatting

ended

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

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

had improved considerably

it was Harold’s tragic death that had

demise had

about it since Harold was no Longer among

to their waning passion and doubts began

love often involved weighing

comfort

improper desires for

his phone, he was about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service, he went

his surprise, it

on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at the same hotel as

a silk pajama, she exuded

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

Waylen stood firm at the

in the dead of night, he

pants, he exuded the

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

hadn’t expected him to be

appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an

words seemed to imply that she was nothing more than a

Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I

men’s doors in the middle

delivering that cutting remark,

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

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