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.

“Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you

tinge of wistfulness washed

opening, Rena gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no need

made

seated, Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear into

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

door, she sensed Waylen’s presence

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

her against the safe and pressed

chin on her shoulder,

“A little,” she confessed.

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

case, I

gesture, Waylen playfully

but, instead, he carried

a wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around his

as she called out his name, “Waylen…

murmur, he whispered into her

leaving behind a

her head to gaze at

through the autumn

demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which

Her words held true.

some as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like

Waylen gazed at her for a prolonged

body against hers

Rena evaded his touch.

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

social engagement from

that night, the chauffeur paid more

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was

extend her condolences for

Group was leaderless

had visited her twice, seeking her help for the Moore Group’s

complexity of the

to the study on

expect that Rena would be willing to help her. As they

on the account book before

passed, her beauty had only grown

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,

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

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

of those employees were

say

Waylen collected Alexis

her mother’s

won a prize that day, and even Leonel had praised

kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward

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

was Left

moment, Waylen

but he greeted her with a reserved

it and handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to the accountant and have him

departed, after explaining to

truth, he was disinclined to engage in

irked by things

didn’t feel the need

and played with him

kept company with

a warm and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t

gently, signifying her

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

of. It appeared that the once-violent quarrel between

then, Rena could not help recalling

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

her nightgown

was further intensified

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

recounting the dream where Harold had a

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

She declined his offer.

silence followed and with weariness evident in her voice,

“Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as

chatting

Rena ended the

help but think if she were a few years younger, she might have

hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo

had improved considerably

was Harold’s tragic death that

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

than to make a fuss about it since Harold was no Longer

to their waning passion and doubts began to

often involved weighing the advantages

their comfort zone

no improper desires

resume his work when a soft knock

surprise, it was Ruth standing

she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to

she exuded a

room is broken.

her advances, Waylen stood

in the dead of night,

pants, he exuded the masculinity of

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

hadn’t expected him

time she saw him, though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status

seemed to imply that

trembling Lips, Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would never sell

asked with disdain, “Really? Then wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny company won’t

remark, Waylen

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

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