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

wistfulness washed

her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no need for you

made her

disappear into

knowing that when it saw the Light of day again, it

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

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

the safe and

shoulder, he murmured, “Does his

“A little,” she confessed.

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 she

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

tender gesture, Waylen playfully

instead, he carried her gently to the

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged

her, Rena instinctively wrapped

out hoarse as she called out his

completely captivated her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you still love

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense of

her

moonlight scattered through

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

Her words held true.

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

dim light, Waylen gazed

he tenderly pressed his body against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t

Rena evaded his touch.

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

the social engagement

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a mundane

did not extend her condolences for

Group was

twice, seeking her help for the

the accounts, Addie

invited her to the study

be willing to help her. As they sat in the

undivided attention was fixed on

passed, her beauty

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 tone, “Rena,

at Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to

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

were

not say more on the

Waylen collected Alexis and brought her

into her mother’s arms, triumphant over

won a prize that day, and even Leonel

a kiss on her cheek,

was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’!

was Left

that moment, Waylen

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her

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

Addie thanked her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason for

was disinclined to engage in any disputes due to

irked by things related

didn’t feel the need to

and played with him for

Waylen kept company

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

smiled gently,

the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was

It appeared

every now and then, Rena could not help recalling

lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away on a business trip in

in her nightgown and approached the

was further intensified by

rings, he answered the call

nodded, recounting the dream where

inquired, “Do you want

She declined his offer.

in her voice, she asked,

the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet.

chatting

ended the

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

up, Waylen picked up a photo of

improved considerably

death that had

Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had left an indelible mark in Rena’s

fuss about it since Harold was no

doubts began to creep in. How much did Rena

love often involved weighing the

their comfort zone after considering

no improper desires

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

his surprise, it was

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

in a silk pajama, she exuded a captivating

heater in my room is broken. Can I

Waylen stood firm at the

of night,

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

he mocked, “How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates are single and in need

hadn’t expected him to be

last time she saw him, though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness.

his words seemed to imply that she was nothing more

attempted to explain, “Mr.

Then wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this

remark, Waylen slammed

standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by the encounter

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