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.

the sofa, she murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why

of wistfulness washed

words tinged with detachment. “Harold

she made her

her retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on the second

Light of day again, it might trigger memories

safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s presence behind

his advance, she gently said, “I’m a

against the safe and pressed his lips

on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“A little,” she confessed.

that you should be mine, and

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

a tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled

didn’t protest but, instead, he carried her gently to the

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy with

Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around

she called out his name, “Waylen…

captivated her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena,

sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense

Rena breathed gently. She turned her

through the

Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A

Her words held true.

some as intense as spirits, while others

Waylen gazed at her for

hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

lines of his nose and said in a

recalled the social engagement from that

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

did not extend her condolences for

Moore Group was leaderless

seeking her help for the Moore

of the accounts, Addie didn’t fully

the study

As they

was fixed on the account

her beauty had

of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed tone, “Rena, I

attempted to seek

replied with composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake

were once

dared not say more

Alexis and brought

joyfully threw herself into her mother’s arms,

a prize that day, and even Leonel

up the adorable girl and planted a kiss

her chest proudly, Alexis replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised

Left

that moment, Waylen

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with a reserved

account book. She closed it and handed

departed, after explaining

smiled. In truth, he was disinclined to engage in

would be improper to be irked by things related to

didn’t feel the need to

and played with him for a

Waylen kept company with

a warm and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t

smiled gently, signifying

them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while

It appeared that the once-violent quarrel between them

and then, Rena could not

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

in her nightgown and approached

was further intensified

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

recounting the dream where Harold had a

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

She declined his offer.

prolonged silence followed and with weariness evident in

yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as possible and return

chatting for a

ended the call

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

after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo

had improved considerably in recent

that had eased the

that Harold’s demise had left

about it

and doubts began to creep in. How much

love often involved weighing the advantages and

choose to stay in their comfort

Waylen had no improper desires

knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room

surprise, it was Ruth standing

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

in a silk pajama, she exuded a

the heater in my room is broken. Can I use

by her advances, Waylen stood

the dead of night, he

white shirt and black suit pants, he

tone, he mocked, “How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If

Ruth; she hadn’t expected him

with grace and politeness. She had hoped that

to imply that she was nothing

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

men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny company won’t survive

remark, Waylen

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

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