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.

eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously

wistfulness

gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no need

made her way

her retreating figure disappear into

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

she closed the safe’s door,

his advance, she gently said, “I’m a

the safe and

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

“A little,” she confessed.

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 me. But now, what matters most to me is your happiness. If you find someone you

that case, I would be happy to

tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled

protest but, instead, he carried her gently to the

dissatisfaction, he

instinctively wrapped her

as she called out his

he whispered

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind

flat, Rena breathed gently. She turned her head to

moonlight scattered through

untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as she

Her words held true.

spirits, while others

Waylen gazed at

against hers and

Rena evaded his touch.

fingers, she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t you

recalled the social

the chauffeur paid more attention

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a mundane

did not extend her condolences

the Moore Group

twice, seeking her

the complexity of the accounts, Addie

her to the study on the

willing to help her. As they sat in the study,

fixed on the

passed, her beauty had only grown

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

wept inconsolably at Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted

composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of the

those employees were once

not say more on the

Alexis and

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

only child that had won a prize that day, and even

the adorable girl and planted a kiss on

‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The

Left

that moment, Waylen walked over with

mildly surprised but he greeted her

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

gratitude, Addie thanked her and departed, after

to engage in any disputes due to

improper to be irked by things related

feel the need to

in her arms and played with

kept company

a warm and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist

smiled gently, signifying

Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed

taken care of. It appeared that the once-violent

Rena could

she was startled awake in the midst of a dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away on

herself in her

intensified by

number. After a few rings, he answered the

recounting the dream where Harold had a tragic traffic

tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me

She declined his offer.

followed and with weariness evident in her voice, she

replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I

continued chatting for a

Rena ended the call

she were a few years younger, she might have longed for

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

relationship had improved considerably in recent

death that had eased the tension between

demise had left an indelible mark in

make a fuss about

doubts began to creep in. How much did Rena Love

weighing the

choose to stay in their comfort

Waylen had no improper desires

about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded

surprise, it was Ruth standing

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

she exuded a captivating

is broken. Can I use yours?” she

her advances, Waylen stood

dead of night,

a white shirt and black suit pants, he exuded

a nonchalant tone, he mocked, “How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates are single and in

hadn’t expected him

women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an A-List actress would gain his

his words seemed to imply that she was nothing more than a

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

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

delivering that cutting remark, Waylen

standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by the encounter with

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