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.

with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings.

wistfulness washed

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

made her

disappear into the soft shadows

secured the necklace in a safe, knowing that when it saw the Light

door, she sensed Waylen’s presence behind

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

the safe and pressed his lips

her shoulder, he murmured, “Does his passing

“A little,” she confessed.

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

I would be happy to see you

gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on her

instead, he carried her gently to

his dissatisfaction,

Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around his

as she called out

whispered into her ear,

leaving behind a sense of cooled

flat, Rena breathed gently. She turned her head

through the autumn

untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as she replied, “Yes, I

Her words held true.

as intense as spirits,

dim light, Waylen gazed at her

pressed his body against hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

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

recalled the social engagement

lifted Rena’s body and kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

extend

Group

her help

by the complexity of the accounts, Addie

her to the study on the

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

on the account book

passed, her beauty

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

but when I attempted to seek

“I am willing to assist for the sake of the more than two thousand

of those employees were once her

not say more

Waylen collected Alexis and brought

joyfully threw herself into her mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize she

won a

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

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

was Left

that moment, Waylen

surprised but he greeted

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

departed, after explaining

he was disinclined to

be irked

feel the need to

and played with him for a

kept

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

smiled gently,

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

of. It appeared that the once-violent

now and then, Rena could not help recalling

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

in her nightgown and approached the

further intensified by the ceaseless night

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

the dream where Harold had a tragic

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

She declined his offer.

evident in her voice, she asked, “Are

desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as possible and return

continued chatting

Rena ended the call

but think if she were a few years younger, she

other end of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena and gazed at it quietly for a long

relationship had improved

tragic death that

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

fuss about it

he adapted to their waning passion and doubts began to creep in. How much did

love often involved weighing

stay in their comfort zone after considering all

no improper desires for other

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

it was Ruth standing

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

pajama, she exuded a captivating sexual

heater in my room is broken.

her advances, Waylen stood firm

dead of night, he remained

a white shirt and black suit pants, he

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

hadn’t

treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her

his words seemed to imply that she was nothing

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

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

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the

standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed

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