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.

understand your

tinge of wistfulness

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

made her

retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on

that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a man named

the safe’s door,

his advance, she gently said, “I’m a little

against the safe and pressed his lips against

shoulder, he

“A little,” she confessed.

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

speechless “In that case, I would be happy

gesture, Waylen playfully

he carried her

dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms

as she

whispered into

sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense of

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

through

body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as she replied, “Yes,

Her words held true.

spirits,

dim light, Waylen gazed at

he tenderly pressed his body against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t Lie

Rena evaded his touch.

and said in a

social

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

extend

the Moore Group was leaderless and

had visited her twice, seeking her help for

the complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t fully comprehend

to the

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

undivided attention was fixed on the account book before

her beauty had

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

Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to seek

for the sake of the more than two

employees were

not say more on

Waylen collected Alexis and brought

mother’s arms,

was the only child that had won a prize

picked up the adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek,

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

was Left

moment, Waylen

seemed mildly surprised but

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

departed, after

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

improper to be irked by things related to the

feel the need

her arms and

Waylen kept

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

gently,

ensuing days, a sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the

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

Rena

midst of a dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away on a business trip in

wrapped herself in her

was further intensified

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

where

hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want

She declined his offer.

and with weariness evident in her voice, she

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

chatting

Rena ended

were a few years younger, she might

up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena and gazed at

relationship had improved considerably

tragic death that had eased the

had left an indelible mark in

better than to make a fuss about

their waning passion and doubts began

love often involved weighing the advantages and

choose to stay in their comfort zone

had no improper desires for other

knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was

it was Ruth standing

to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her

pajama, she exuded a captivating

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

by her advances, Waylen stood firm at the

in the dead of night, he remained

suit pants, he

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

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t

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

to imply that she was

trembling Lips, Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would never

up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny company won’t survive

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed

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

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