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

of wistfulness washed

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

made her way

seated, Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear into the

saw the Light of day again, it might

closed the safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s presence behind

his advance, she gently said, “I’m a

silence, he pressed her against the safe and pressed his lips

his chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does his passing sadden

“A little,” she confessed.

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,

overwhelmed her, leaving her momentarily speechless “In that case, I

gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on her

but, instead, he

dissatisfaction, he engaged

instinctively

came out hoarse as she called out his name,

captivated her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena,

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a

turned her head to

scattered through

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

Her words held true.

various forms, some as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently

the dim light, Waylen gazed

tenderly pressed his body against hers and murmured, “Rena,

Rena evaded his touch.

fingers, she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and

recalled the social engagement from

that night, the chauffeur paid

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

extend her

Group was leaderless and it declined

visited her twice, seeking her

complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t

to the study on

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

fixed on

beauty

left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say

when I attempted to seek her help, she even refused

with composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of the more than two thousand employees of the Moore

of those employees were

not say more on the

Alexis and

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

a prize that day, and

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

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

was Left momentarily

moment, Waylen walked

but

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

Addie thanked her and departed, after explaining to

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

irked by things related to

feel the

cradled Marcus in her arms and played with

kept

couldn’t resist approaching Rena,

gently,

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

two children were also well taken care of. It

then, Rena could not help recalling

dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away

herself in her nightgown

was further intensified by the

Rena dialed Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena,

recounting the dream where Harold had

Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

silence followed and with weariness evident in her voice, she asked,

Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the

continued chatting for

Rena ended the

think if she were a few years younger, she might have longed for him to come back and keep

up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena

had improved considerably in recent

it was Harold’s tragic death that had

had left an indelible mark

make a fuss about it since Harold was no

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

involved weighing the

comfort zone after

had no improper desires

work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it

it was Ruth standing

was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to

silk pajama, she

heater in my room is broken. Can I

by her advances, Waylen stood firm

the dead of night, he remained

a white shirt and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity

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

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to be

she saw him, though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness.

that she

“Mr. Fowler,

in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny company

delivering that cutting remark,

there, a chill running down

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