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 you continuously aid Elvira and rescue

of wistfulness washed over

with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no need for you to

made her

disappear into the soft shadows

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

she closed the safe’s door,

his advance, she gently

against the safe

shoulder,

“A little,” she confessed.

caressed his handsome face with 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 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.

momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be happy

tender gesture, Waylen playfully

protest but, instead, he carried her gently to the

his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy with

Rena instinctively wrapped her

came out hoarse as she called out his name,

soft murmur, he whispered into

leaving

her

scattered through the autumn

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

Her words held true.

spirits,

the dim light, Waylen gazed at her for a

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

Rena evaded his touch.

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

recalled the social engagement from that

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

not extend her

death, the Moore Group was leaderless and it

twice, seeking her help

of the accounts, Addie didn’t fully

invited her to the study on the

As

attention was fixed on the

years passed, her beauty had only

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

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

for the sake of the

were once her

not say more on the

Waylen collected Alexis

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

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

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

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

Left

moment, Waylen walked

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with

closed it and handed

departed, after explaining to Waylen the

disinclined to engage in

to be irked by things related to

didn’t feel the need to

her arms and played with him

Waylen kept company with

Waylen couldn’t resist approaching

smiled gently, signifying

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

two children were also well taken care of. It appeared that

now and then, Rena could not help recalling

dream, lying alone on

her

intensified by the ceaseless night

rings, he

recounting the dream where Harold had

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

She declined his offer.

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

of documents on the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as possible

continued chatting

ended the

she were a few years younger, she might have

the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena

relationship had improved considerably in recent

was Harold’s tragic death that had

that Harold’s demise had left an indelible

make a fuss about it

and doubts began to creep in. How much

weighing the advantages and

comfort zone after considering all the

improper

was about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded

it was Ruth standing

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

silk pajama, she exuded a captivating

is broken. Can

advances, Waylen stood firm

the dead of night, he remained

suit pants, he exuded the

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

Ruth; she hadn’t expected

grace and

to imply that she was

attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would

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

delivering that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the door

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

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