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.
I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously
wistfulness
gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no need for you to be
she made her
disappear into the
Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a man named Harold, at
closed the safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s presence
she gently said, “I’m a little weary
silence, he pressed her against the safe and pressed his lips
chin on her shoulder,
“A little,” she confessed.
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
leaving her momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be happy to see you
gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on her
but, instead, he carried her gently
wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy with
instinctively wrapped her arms around his
she
murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you still
subsided, leaving
gently. She turned her
through the
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 spirits, while
light, Waylen gazed at her for a
pressed his body against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t Lie
Rena evaded his touch.
her slender fingers, she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t you tell me about the business
recalled the social engagement from that
kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I
Rena ceased her inquiries.
it was a
did not extend her condolences
Group was leaderless and it
had visited her twice, seeking her help
complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t
her to the study on
Rena would be willing to help her. As they sat in the study, savoring scented tea, Addie
attention was fixed on the
beauty had
had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed tone, “Rena,
attempted to seek her help, she
with composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of the more than two thousand employees
employees were once her
say more
Alexis and brought her
herself into her mother’s arms, triumphant
won a prize that day, and
a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward did
Hygiene Model’!
Left
Waylen walked
seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with
She closed it and handed it to
departed, after explaining to
to engage in any disputes due to Harold’s
irked by things
feel the need to
in her arms and played with him for
Waylen kept
exuded a warm and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly,
gently, signifying her
tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership
children were also well taken care of. It appeared that the once-violent
every now and then, Rena could not help recalling
the midst of a dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away on
herself in her nightgown and approached
intensified by
number. After a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena,
the dream where
Waylen inquired, “Do you want
She declined his offer.
prolonged silence followed and with weariness evident in her voice, she asked,
of documents on the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude
continued chatting for
ended the call
years younger, she might have longed for him to come back and keep
of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of
improved
Harold’s tragic death that had
that Harold’s demise had left an
fuss about it since Harold
passion and doubts began to creep in. How much did Rena
love often involved weighing
in their comfort
Waylen had no improper desires for other
work when a soft knock
it was Ruth standing
learning that Waylen was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at the same hotel
she exuded a captivating
in my room is broken. Can I use
Waylen
the dead of night, he remained
white shirt and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity of a mature
“How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you
humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to
appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and
his words seemed to imply that she was nothing more than a
to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would never sell
and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out,
cutting remark, Waylen slammed the
of night, Ruth found herself standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by the encounter with
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