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 comprehend why

wistfulness

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

made her

retreating figure disappear into

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

door, she

gently said, “I’m

her against the safe and pressed

resting his chin on her shoulder, he murmured,

“A little,” she confessed.

head, 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

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

tender gesture, Waylen

didn’t protest but, instead, he carried

his dissatisfaction, he engaged

instinctively wrapped her

out hoarse as she called out his name,

a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you still

leaving

Rena breathed gently. She turned her head to

moonlight scattered through

and his untimely 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.

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

dim light, Waylen gazed at her for a prolonged

his body against hers

Rena evaded his touch.

his nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t you tell

the social

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

did not extend

Harold’s death, the Moore Group was leaderless and

had visited her twice, seeking her help for the Moore Group’s

of the accounts, Addie didn’t fully comprehend

invited her to the study on

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

undivided attention was fixed on the account book

her beauty had only

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

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

am willing to assist for the sake

employees were once

say more on the

Waylen collected Alexis

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

that had won a prize that day, and even

girl and planted a kiss on her cheek,

Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me

Left

moment, Waylen

but he

and handed

gratitude, Addie thanked her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the

disinclined to engage in any disputes due

would be improper to be irked

the need to

and played with him

Waylen kept company with

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

smiled gently, signifying her

of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was busy with her

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

then, Rena could not

midst of a dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen

her nightgown

further intensified by the

number. After a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena, did

nodded, recounting the dream where

a hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do

She declined his offer.

weariness evident in

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

chatting for

Rena ended the call

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

end of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena and gazed at

had improved considerably in

tragic death that had eased the tension between

Harold’s demise had left an indelible

a fuss about

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

weighing the advantages

in their comfort zone after considering all

no improper desires for

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

it was

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

in a silk pajama, she exuded

the heater in my room is

her advances, Waylen stood firm at

of night, he remained

in a white shirt and black suit pants, he exuded

“How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t

Ruth; she hadn’t expected

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

his words seemed to imply that she was nothing more than

attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would never sell my

knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny company

remark, Waylen slammed the

found herself standing there, a chill running down

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