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.

murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira and rescue

of wistfulness washed over

Rena gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no

made her

Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on the second

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

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

she gently

silence, he pressed her against the safe and

resting his chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“A little,” she confessed.

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

her, leaving her momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be happy to see you with her,” she said

gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on her

instead, he

a wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy with

instinctively wrapped her arms around his

out hoarse as she called out his name,

captivated her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you still love

sweat subsided, leaving behind a

her head to

moonlight scattered through the autumn

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

Her words held true.

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

light, Waylen gazed at

his body against hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

the exquisite lines of his nose and

recalled the social

“On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was

did not extend her condolences for

Moore Group was leaderless and it declined

her twice, seeking her help for

the

the study on the second

As they sat in the study, savoring scented tea, Addie stared at

undivided attention was fixed on

passed, her beauty had only grown

her, Addie felt a surge of emotion welling up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the

but when I attempted to seek her help, she even

am willing to assist for

of those employees were once her father’s

say more

collected Alexis and

threw herself into her mother’s arms,

was the only child that had won a prize that

picked up the adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward did you

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

was Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen

spotting Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but

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

Addie thanked her and departed, after explaining to

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

be improper to be irked

didn’t feel the need to

cradled Marcus in her arms and played with him

Waylen kept company

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

gently, signifying

a sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership

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

now and then, Rena could

alone on her bed while Waylen was away on a business trip

herself in her nightgown

desolate autumn was further intensified by the ceaseless night

slight chill, Rena dialed Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena, did you have

nodded, recounting the dream where

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

She declined his offer.

evident in her voice, she asked, “Are you going

hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to

continued chatting for a

ended the

years younger, she might have longed for

of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena

improved considerably in

Harold’s tragic death that had eased the tension

understood that Harold’s demise had

about it since Harold was no Longer among the

their waning passion and doubts began to

love often involved weighing the advantages and

choose to stay in their comfort zone

improper desires for other

soft knock resounded at the

his surprise, it

Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule

she exuded a

Fowler, the heater in my room is broken. Can

Waylen stood firm at the

of night, he

and black suit pants, he exuded the

do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates are single and in need

she hadn’t

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

to imply that she was

explain, “Mr.

yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the

delivering that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the

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

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