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.

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

wistfulness washed over

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

she made her way

disappear into the soft shadows on the

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

the safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s

advance, she gently said,

the safe and

chin on her shoulder, he murmured,

“A little,” she confessed.

slight turn of her 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 your memory and come back to me. But now, what matters most to me is your happiness. If you find someone you love, I truly don’t mind. As long as she

that case, I would be happy to see you with her,” she said

Waylen playfully nibbled

protest but, instead, he carried her gently

his dissatisfaction,

consumed her, Rena instinctively

hoarse as she called out

soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do

subsided, leaving behind a sense of

her head to gaze at the

moonlight scattered through

Harold and his untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile

Her words held true.

as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear tea or spring

the dim light, Waylen gazed

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

Rena evaded his touch.

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

the social

chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena,

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

not extend her condolences for

Harold’s death, the Moore Group was leaderless and it

visited her twice, seeking her help

complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t fully

to the study on the second

willing to help her. As they

fixed on the account book before

beauty had only grown

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

I attempted to seek her help, she even refused to

am willing to assist for the sake of the more than

were once her father’s

not say

Waylen collected Alexis and brought her

herself into her mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize she

child that had won a prize that day, and even Leonel had praised

girl and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward did you

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

was Left

Waylen

surprised but he greeted her with

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

thanked her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason for her

truth, he was disinclined to engage

to be irked by things

the need to explain

her arms and played with him for

kept

a warm and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t

gently,

assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was busy with

care of. It appeared

every now and then, Rena could not help

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

herself in her nightgown

desolate autumn was further intensified by

a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena, did you

recounting the dream where Harold had a tragic

tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want

She declined his offer.

prolonged silence followed and with weariness evident in her voice, she

at the stack of documents on the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as possible

chatting for

Rena ended the

years younger, she might have longed for him to come back and keep

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

had improved considerably in recent

Harold’s tragic death that had eased

Harold’s demise had left an indelible mark in

about it since Harold was

waning passion and doubts began to creep in. How much

often involved weighing the advantages and

comfort zone after

no improper desires

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

surprise, it was

trip to Hondrau, she had

a silk pajama, she exuded a

is broken.

advances, Waylen

dead of

shirt and black suit pants,

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

hadn’t expected him to

and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an A-List actress

words seemed to imply that she was nothing

“Mr. Fowler, I

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

delivering that cutting remark, Waylen slammed

a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by the encounter

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