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 your feelings.

of wistfulness washed over

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

she made her way

seated, Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear

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

safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s

gently said, “I’m a little weary

the

her shoulder, he murmured,

“A little,” she confessed.

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

that case, I would

tender gesture, Waylen

but, instead, he carried her gently

expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy with

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms

came out hoarse as she called out

murmur, he whispered

leaving behind a sense of cooled

gently. She turned her head to gaze

moonlight scattered through

demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile

Her words held true.

as intense as spirits, while others

Waylen gazed at

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

Rena evaded his touch.

lines of his nose and said in a seductive

social engagement from that

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

extend her

Harold’s death, the Moore Group was leaderless

twice, seeking her

complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t fully

invited her to the study

didn’t expect that Rena would be willing to help her. As they

undivided attention was fixed on the account book

years passed, her beauty had

surge of emotion welling up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to

when I attempted to seek her help, she even refused to see

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

of those employees were once her

not say more on

Waylen collected Alexis and brought

mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize

was the only child that had won a

and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward

replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing a

Left

that moment, Waylen

he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with

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

Addie thanked her and departed, after

disinclined to engage in any disputes

be improper to be irked by things related to

didn’t feel the need

and played with him for a

kept company

couldn’t

smiled gently, signifying her

them. Waylen assumed the leadership

taken care of. It appeared that the once-violent quarrel between

now and then, Rena could

midst of a dream, lying alone on her bed

wrapped herself in her nightgown and approached

was further intensified by the ceaseless

a slight chill, Rena dialed Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he answered the call

dream where Harold had

inquired, “Do

She declined his offer.

prolonged silence followed and with weariness evident in her voice, she asked, “Are you going to

the stack of documents on the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I

continued chatting for a

Rena ended

few years younger, she might have longed

of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up

had improved considerably in

was Harold’s tragic death that had

Harold’s demise had left an indelible mark

about it since Harold was no Longer among the

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

love often involved weighing the

in their comfort zone

had no improper desires

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

it was Ruth

learning that Waylen was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted

in a silk pajama, she exuded a

my room is broken.

Waylen stood firm at the

dead of

shirt and black suit pants, he exuded

If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates are

she hadn’t expected him to be

last time she saw him, though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an A-List actress

imply that she was nothing more than a

Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr.

don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore,

delivering that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the door

night, Ruth found herself standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255