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

tinge of wistfulness washed over

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

made her

her retreating figure disappear into

that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger

door, she sensed

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

the safe and

chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does his

“A little,” she confessed.

her head, Rena 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

momentarily speechless “In that case, I would

tender gesture, Waylen playfully

instead, he carried her gently

a wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy with

Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around his

she called out his name,

he whispered into her

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense

breathed gently. She turned her

scattered through the autumn

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

Her words held true.

took on various forms, some as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear tea or spring

Waylen gazed at

hers and murmured, “Rena,

Rena evaded his touch.

his nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t you tell me about

social engagement

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a mundane

not extend

Group was

her help for the

by the complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t

to the study on the second

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

fixed on

the years passed, her beauty had

her, 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

wept inconsolably at Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to seek

composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of the more than

of those employees were

dared not say

Waylen collected Alexis and brought

Alexis joyfully threw herself into her mother’s

won a prize that day, and even Leonel

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

‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing a great job

Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen

seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with a reserved

book. She closed it and handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to the

her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason for

smiled. In truth, he was disinclined to engage in any disputes due to

irked by things

the

her arms and played with

Waylen kept company

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

smiled gently, signifying her

sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while

of. It appeared that the once-violent quarrel

every now and then, Rena could not

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

her nightgown and approached

autumn was further intensified

number. After a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena,

nodded, recounting the dream where

Waylen inquired, “Do you want

She declined his offer.

evident in her voice, she asked, “Are you

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

continued chatting for

Rena ended the

couldn’t help but think if she were a few years younger, she might have longed for him to

up, Waylen picked up a photo of

relationship had improved considerably in

it was Harold’s tragic death that had eased the

down, Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had left an

about it since Harold was no Longer among the

and doubts began to creep in. How much did Rena

often involved weighing the advantages and

choose to stay in their comfort

had no improper desires for

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

it was

to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her

she exuded a captivating

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

advances, Waylen

in the dead of night, he remained

a white shirt and black suit pants, he

charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates are single and in need

she hadn’t expected him

women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an A-List

seemed to imply that

“Mr. Fowler,

middle of the night! Furthermore,

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the

there, a chill running down

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