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.

against the sofa, she murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I

wistfulness

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

made her way

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

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

door, she sensed Waylen’s presence behind

his advance, she gently said,

the safe and pressed his lips

chin on her shoulder,

“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

that case, I would be happy to see you with

a tender gesture, Waylen

instead, he

dissatisfaction, he engaged in

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around his

came out hoarse as she called out his name, “Waylen…

her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into her

and sweat subsided, leaving

Rena breathed gently. She turned her head to gaze at the hazy

scattered through the

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

Her words held true.

intense as spirits, while others flowed

gazed at her

against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t

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

recalled the social engagement from

the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear, I won’t have any

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was

not extend her condolences

death, the Moore Group was leaderless

seeking her help

by the complexity of the accounts, Addie

her to the

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

was fixed on the

beauty had only grown more

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

at Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to seek her help, she even refused to see

assist for the

those employees were

say more

Waylen collected Alexis and brought

her mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize

that had won a prize that day,

girl and planted a kiss on her cheek,

proudly, Alexis replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me

was Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen walked over

surprised but he greeted her with a reserved

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

departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason for

truth, he was disinclined to engage in any

irked by

feel the need to

her arms and played with him for a

kept company

comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly, “Rena, have

smiled gently, signifying her

assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was

It appeared

and then, Rena

of a dream, lying alone on her

wrapped herself in her nightgown

intensified by

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

nodded, recounting the dream where Harold had a tragic traffic

tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to come

She declined his offer.

and with weariness evident in her voice, she asked, “Are

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

chatting for a

Rena ended the

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

up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena

had improved considerably

tragic death that had

understood that Harold’s demise had left an

about it

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

involved weighing the advantages and

stay in their comfort zone after considering

improper

he was about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded at

it

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

pajama, she exuded a captivating sexual

Fowler, the heater in my room is broken. Can I

her advances, Waylen

of night,

and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity of

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

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him

time she saw 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 nothing

trembling Lips, Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I

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

remark, Waylen slammed

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

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